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lil' sack - lotsa words lyrics

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[intro]
yo! this is lil’ sack
sh-tting on you b-tches live from south beach
this track right here’s all about club banging
and i’m about to show you how it is
yeah

[verse 1: lil’ sack]
n-gga’s heads up as i step into the club
like they know what’s up
like sh-t’s about to get rough

turn the lights down low
like there’s about to be a show
my homies toss the mic
come on here we go!

pouncin’ and a bouncin’
beats a poundin’ to the crowd an’
got the 40 in my hand
just got started, i ain’t stoppin’

yappin’ faster than an auction
average n-gga pickin’ cotton
but it ain’t a crime to rhyme
critics hatin’ cause i’m awesome

the censors can’t keep up
when i’m jabberin’ and jawin’
i say b-tch f-ck d-mn and c-nt
before they even reach the b-tton

i’m a garden full of prose
and i’m about to blossom
it’s like cooking from the book
i’ll dice you up like mrs. lawson

bob barker nah more like benajmin barker
slitting n-ggas throats with some paper and a marker
jammin’ and whammin’ and a slammin’ to the band an’
people keep on lining up because they wanna take me for a spin

n-ggas back to back, n-ggas cravin’ for the rap
n-ggas step up to the mic, is like i’m droppin’ n-ggas flat
it’s a show down and i’m giving them the low-down
if a b-tch hits the ground well then i guess it be a ho-down

dr. suess was like the og for me
man would twist a tongue
just for fun
with no mercy

sickest flow i know
he was fast as can be
and now it’s time for me to
share a little story

when tweetle beetles fight
it’s called a tweetle beetle battle
and when they battle in a puddle
it’s a tweetle beetle puddle battle

when tweedle beetles battle
on a noodle-eating poodle it’s like
my c-ck is to the b-tches as is
the noodles to the poodle

chicks with bricks come
chicks with blocks come
chicks who want a l!ck of
my d-ck or my c-ck c-m

six sick bricks tick and six sick chicks tock
but i don’care how sick you is
the b-tches always get my c-ck

your poor mouth can’t say that no sir
your poor mouth is much to slow sir
best back down and get back to your seat
all the n-ggas buncha quittas
’bout to get they -sses beat

lotsa words
that was a lot of words
so many words
have some more words

[verse 2: dj. de la maaaaaan]

dj de la maaaaan
busting through the walls
pushing past the people
sweat dripping off my b-lls

f-ck you lil’ sack
i’m pushing through this mob
talk about club banging
i rubbed my d-ck on the door kn-b

i’m fillin’ all the holes in the b-tches and hoes
hoes feelin’ up my hose, they suck it and they blow
ho no, is time to go below
i roll ’em over and i ride ’em and i give the crowd a show

b-tch sucking on my d-ck, b-tches sucking on each other
b-tches bending over backwards b-tches f-cking one another
a b-tch is to a b-tch as is a b-tch is to the d-ck
so much sucking, so much f-cking, is gonna make you f-cking sick

p-ssy l!ckin’ b-tches l!ckin’ p-ssy l!ckin’ -sses
l!ckin’ d-ck and f-ckin’ so good they could teach them f-ckin’ cl-sses
l!ckin’ t-tties, t-tties floppin’, floppin’ t-tties in my face
but i know when i gotta poppity-pop my p-n-s into place

f-ckin’ so fast, f-ckin’ all the f-ckin’ hoes
i f-cked myself the f-ck right outta my f-ckin’ zapatos
i’ll f-ck y’all, ya’ll f-ck me, we’ll f-ck us and we’ll f-ckin’ see
if we can finish this orgy without some f-ckin’ stds

lotsa words
that was a lot of words
so many words
have some more words

[verse 3: lil’ sack]

i’m putting the sin back in syntax
better step on back
i’m f-cking b-tches to the max

you want a piece of me?
well come over here and get it
reach into my soul
outta control
now it’s time to go and k!ll it

i’m the best there ever was
i’m the best there’s ever been
all the b-tches wanna f-ck me
i’m the motherf-cking sh-t

there’s a certain part of me
that i’m about to show ya
i got alot of words to say
i gotta meet the quota

people say that i’m nefarious
but really i’m hilarious
throwing caution to the wind
i guess i ain’t all that precarious

i never really cared
i never really gave a d-mn
i’m just so awesome by default
i have no faults
i’m just the man

when i’m droppin’ and poppin’ an’
rapping so fast that i’m slobberin’
spittin’ venom ’til the end
and then i got no sign of stoppin’ it

b-tches, they be feelin’ me
diggin’ my masculinity
extraordinary ability
and they have no sensibility

this rhyme’s overpopulated
like the republic of china
or a better simile would be
my d-ck to your v-g-n-

so what if you don’t like me
i don’t think i really care
cause the speed at which i’m talking
there’s n0body that compares

if you think you can do better
i encourage you to bring it
step your -ss up to the mic
and then prepare yourself to swing it

but you better not go gamble it
if you think you cannot handle it
i’m so ample when i ramble
and you’ll fail your own experiment

all the homies fall to my lyrical m-ssacre
i grab ’em and jab ’em and stab ’em
with my spectacular vernacular

such articulation brings my fans such grand elation
even if my presentation’s
much too fast for contemplation

far above the expectation
much trial and tribulation
i don’t use abbreviation
i have no need for punctuation

showin signs of persperation
trouble with my respiration
i could use some ventilation
and i’m losing concentration

this last verse is the worst
yeah, it’s far worse than the first
with all the trippin’ an’ a slippin’ an’
syllables my tongue be givin’ an’ a

god d-mn these flams
are like way too f-cking crammed
is like a stanza bonanza
packed to the brim with propaganda

this rhyme’s been done to death
just like hannah montana
but i’m still the f-cking boss
just like my man tony danza

so welcome one and all
to my grand extravaganza
and enjoy the panorama
as i dawn on my black bandanna and a ho

yeah, that’s how we do it



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