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seuss the raspcallion - greasers lyrics

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[verse 1: seuss the rapscallion]
seuss and kay, man we right back at it
couldn’t stay away like a god d-mn addict
workin’ so much it’s becomin’ automatic
got me feelin’ like i’m nas when he dropped illmatic

motherf-ckers know we spittin’ crazy sh-t
motherf-ckers know we makin’ crazy hits
motherf-ckers know we gettin’ crazy lit
and all these motherf-ckers know we on that hazy sh-t

[verse 2: kay malik]
i wanna speed it up, spit it up, roll another swisher up
all i really think about is makin’ sure i’m in the cut
me and all my n-ggas ain’t the ones to really go and front
ante up, every day a party when you roll with us

do not give a f-ck about a hater and a critic
if it wasn’t for you n-ggas, n-gga, i wouldn’t be in it
new kids on the new block
with a different tune and a greaser bop

[verse 3: seuss the rapscallion]
old school, but ain’t no greasers
out here makin’ moves while your -ss in the bleachers
beggin’ for a verse, b-tch, no free features
misfit in the beehive, never listened to the preachers

like i ever really gave a f-ck
talkin’ sh-t won’t slow us up, can’t keep us from blowin’ up
stayin’ in the clouds with all these f-ckin’ trees we rollin up
faded with the homies, sh-t i swear i’m never growin’ up

[verse 4: kay malik]
we are so dope with the hooligan madness
going so hard we be breaking them magnums
out of this planet, check out the status
we be the n-ggas that’s picking up slackness

what it do baby boo, on a different level
check your schedule ’cause your girly wanna kick it with a rebel
oh my goodness, we fresh as f-ck
we the realest n-ggas, other n-ggas can’t one up

[interlude]

[verse 5: seuss the rapscallion]
ears still ringin’ from these b-tches screamin’ at my shows
can’t go out in public ’cause i’m gettin’ mobbed by these hoes
your girl come to see me and she leave your -ss at home
give you three guesses why she isn’t pickin’ up her phone

said i f-cked your b-tch, i mean it, she call me and i just screen it
she just tryna get the d but that’s too bad ’cause b-tch i’m leanin’
actin’ like she ke$ha, sleazy, feelin’ like a god, i’m yeezy
safe to say her favorite rapper’s no longer g-eazy

[verse 6: kay malik]
n-gga we the come up, what it is doe
get it up, 801 style on the real flow
locally known up on the track as a nympho
all these other rappers tryna get in with the ins though

take a look up on my window
got your girl on my pillow, tryna get it in doe
introduce her to the intro
she ain’t wanna leave know, all she tryna do is hit mo’

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