spark master tape - woodchukk lyrics
ayy, man the f-kk up right now
paper platoon business (uhhhhhh)
we out here mang, yee (ayy, ayy)
boom boom boom boom on a motherf-kkin
gang x14 (it’s paper man, ay)
run up to the gang
gang x15 (thats fine, uhhhh)
how much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood (gang gang)
how much of a hood could a hood sl-t f-ck if she f-ckk all the hood
but they never bust nuts, how much money will be good?
see my b-tch baby boutta bought some b-tter
but she says the b-tter bitter, when she put it in the batter and it makke her batter bitter, but a bitter batter b-tter make a better batter so she put it all on twitter with a picture of her f-ckin dinner, look
if a dog chews shoes, whos shoes does he choose?
i’m finna shift for these youtube views
i’m finna dip off a cruise ship as it moves through the maldives with the crew
she be selling seash-lls by the sea sh-r- yellin bout my sh-t, was smellin like a shisha lemon
duplicate a keycard for my felons so we smuggle keys with the bunch of seals and a milli
im a tutor that due to dab, loot that, booted that brand new pentium 2 now
do the kooda dance, hooligan, groupie fan, pull up and bring the whole mof-kkin kkrew out
im a kk!ller that’ll fill a flat full of bad b-tches thats ready to f-ck and dip out
see my pimp hand and pink sand is real dangerous
this aim game only been stats and no failures
6 cucks sat on 6 stumps ,this dumb, thump, this cuck stunk and they sh-t smell
so the 6 johns they pump pumped and they missed, still shot at 6 trunks and used drones to sell crystals
sicker than an 6 figure slick stick figure s-x symbols pimple d-ck swingin’ on these slick singers
with the single greatest hits single fickle and the finkle man
-gasp-
f-kkemall
on a motherf-kkin
gang x14 (it’s paper man, ay)
run up to the gang (uhhhhh, ayy)
gang x15 (thats fine, uhhhh)
whenever you envy these rappers just picture the contract that kanye had signed
lil xan in his lil van with his little man with pimp hands that’ll slap the tattoos off his face -chyeah-‘
its sicko mode with 30 f-kken writers & its really dope you really talented bruh you prolly is a goat
look
numbers dont lie butchyou still wack huh
music ain’t fly butchyou still rap huh
p-ssy in the flesh b-tch you still trap, never in the hood butchyou act gangster
real original with your choker
never seen one on a gorilla soldier
catch me in the kitchen with the charlie c-kked up
were un-u-up-in with a brand new f-kkit
gang x14 (it’s paper man, ay)
run up to the gang
gang x15 (thats fine, uhhhh)
run up to the
uhh, ayy, thats fine
gang gang
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