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papa rumpleforeskin - ah ha ha lyrics

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[intro #1]
hoooooooooooowdy… ye ye
we on some hick sh-t this time i’m tellin’ ya’ll
i ain’t got no horses in the back
they all in the front… eating gr-ss and sh-t
woo woo woo

[verse #1]
f-ckin’ my sister then piped up her mister
wiped up the barrel of my f-ckin’ winchester
aunty gave birth to my son, he named nestor
distilling the moonie thats word of my ester

hahahaha scr-p that sh-t i’m just f-cking with you
dj kydd run it back… sh-t

[intro #2]
doot doot doot bleh
uh huh huh huh yuh
doin’ it, doin’ it, doin’ it, doin’ it

[verse #2]
feds up on my six (dunno)
caught me packin’ bricks (ye ye)
but little do they know i got a yoppa playing tricks

it go doot bleh, f-ck you too heh
i got a deck of cards with only jokers who said
i’m a jester, chester, three bells up on my head (bling)
grow my hair so i can twist’em up into some dreads

chop it all out, slice it slice it woooooooh bet
that was goofy as sh-t man hah
i don’t f-ck with snakes they only on my collar
sedatives, i toss that in my f-ckin’ water
gatorade, electrolytes i’m not a martyr (no)
marty mcfly, coming through i got that barter

gunnin’ it down (who)
gunnin’ it down (what)
shooters got bags, they runnin’ it out
ice drains water it be lookin’ like a drought

hey deceased you runnin’ ‘round fakin’ up all your riches (b-tch)
i’m not (why) cause the limo be funnelin’ b-tches that the plot
each one flooded out on their t-tties (thats facts)
brand new girls in the brand new cities (skrt skrt)

double jump, shotgun snout, no doubt like a scout
throwin’ it back, she makin’ me gag, making my d-ck sprout (phew phew)
no i’m not british, but i got the tea, perspectives up in the 3-d
got a fat b-tch, her t-ts are so big, bra size ringin’ up triple d’s

triple d’s, brand new kds, fresh as f-ck when i’m steppin’ on the scene (yah)
no i’m not $osa, no i’m not choppa, servin’ you up like burger king’s whoppas (flip flop)
hoppa i’m the stoppa, stomp you thats a droppa, buildin’ up chi like a toxic gr-sshoppa (whoo)

f-ckboy you is fruity, turn you to a smoothie (uh huh)
berry blaster barry in the blender what a beauty (uh huh)
the next line is a message, call it a disclaimer
don’t ask me if i want head cause thats a no brainer (b-tch)

[outro]
huh, huh, yeah yeah, nuh, f-ck f-ck f-ck f-ck

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