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pink guy - big mama lyrics

[intro]
uh, uh, f-ck you frank

[verse]
yo, big mama, selling narcota
how much do it cost b-tch? none, zip, nada
run from policia, ain’t no drama
fresh new adidas for the newborn stamina
flow so purdy, i would turn around and f-ck it
asian girl screams, that’s a bangkok ruckus
not a crack-pipe, but i crack pipe, vocally
pipe kids down with the black cane, locally
got a thick layer of bullsh-t that covers me
spying on your girl from a tree like discovery channel
bust through your girl’s vag’ c-n-l
f-ck her in the -ss, less humps than a camel
yo, riddle this fict-tious little kiddle that rinse dishes
blow kisses to bad girls, they flinch itches
mad sketchy like craigslist, ain’t sh-t
y’all finish short, like a midget at the races
when i’m on the beat, i’m something like a cypher
podium possess pig, keep it old-school, like a typewriter
night-rides a horse, well, i’m a knight rider
something like a king bombing all these al-quaders (b-tch)
no, i’m just scanning the thin line
between a piece of sh-t and a battle of ill minds
i got dumb people that be testing my rhymes
but i can bend around the process and be steadily inclined
so when they ask, “who am i?”
make a death slow and they feel the pain
and when i’m not on my pill
my brain deteriorates and i go insane

- pink guy lyrics

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