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sadzilla, booty gum & no:vo – shell games lyrics

[intro]
i decided to hold a very special martial arts tournament (whu, rad)
and it shall be called (cowabunga, dude)
did you say turtles?

[verse 1: sadzilla]
leonardo slicing up them ninjas like a pizza
donatello with them bounties racking up them names
michael angelo shredding the bowls in the sewer
raphael racking up them bodies, it’s sh+ll games
cowabunga, collecting the commas
f+ck the foot clan, f+ck what they told ya
a hood rat raised us on some hood rat sh+t
four baby turtles born and raised to murder this sh+t

[verse 2: booty gum]
red headed shawty call her april o’neal
if you a rat motherf+cker then get hit with the sh+lls
i got the game on lock it ain’t posting no bail
try to step to me get a splinter in your toenail (ouch)
cat got your tongue, p+ssy ’bout to drop the ball like a low drafted rookie
hit you with the hockey stick if you wanna keep on acting macho
katana ’bout to j+pense stutter like it’s prompto
actually we couldn’t afford prompto, so we got booty gum

[verse 3: b+train]
turtles in the half sh+ll
in the sewer we dwell
my bars are hotter than the fire sauce at taco bell
practice karate in the cell
eatin’ ass with raphael
kicking it with leonardo, making gains with dumb bells
uhh, ayee
turtle power
master splinter smells like ass he really needs a shower
i’m a white belt with three stripes so i’m gonna devour
this beat, the streets
and any candy sweet and sour
[verse 4: blake basic]
i live in the sewer cause my flow sick
there ain’t no one smoother like manure no bullsh+t
no, i’m not a shooter but i’ll hit you in the dome b+tch
watch how i maneuver, i’ma lose ya cause i’m so quick
i say cowabunga
i’m not like no other
f+ck master shredder
i hate that motherf+cker
coming up from under
better duck for cover
stackin up the cheddar
you a rat b+tch

[verse 5: drugsta]
b+tch my f+cking sh+ll f+ckin bulletproof (b+tch)
i’ma put you through h+ll when i get to you (yuh)
they ain’t gonna f+ckin recognize your face (what?)
when i pull up with my gang catch a f+ckin case (what, yeah?)
six blades
thick paste
blood smears
quickly
f+ck with us
leave you dropped
body parts
parking lot
woah dude, that last one was pretty hard
[do you think that?] was drugsta?
woah, woah, woah drugs are not cool
[verse 6: santos santana]
santos dropping sh+lls
44. the ticket straight to h+ll
handicaped on acid tabs
they breaking down your cells huh
running to yo momma
when i beat yo ass in public
double s that mac eleven
bullet in your tummy
b+tch is still a b+tch
but i hit tho
playing with my stick
got 4 by 4
that facelift
k9
cl!ck back (yak yak yak)
let that b+tch cry
dude, what the f+ck, who let shredder on the track?

- sadzilla booty gum novo lyrics

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