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young spenny b - hypno lyrics

(intro)
spenny b’s back, go rah rah rah
he’s lookin like a snack (oh la la la)
white sheep to the black go “bah bah bah”
annoyed by the boys going “blah blah blah”

(verse 1)
let me cut through the noise
i been making moves from the couv to the 6ix, spokane to the bay to the land to des moines
venom in the glands that i use to make spit for the coins
open doors and i moonwalk
if i don’t see thot patrol 3 then i kick over the juke box and leave em all lookin like what biggie did to tupac (hey!)
it’s the pits, you see, but if you’re p+ssed at me take another antihistamine
this would mean you’re allergic to my tunes making history!
you better wash that mouth with some listerine
why your gal’s in my whip is a mystery
her decision had nothin to do with the fact that i mister clean her where we both get off with a slap on the wrist and a misdemeanour

(chorus)
one two three, everybody come with me
four five six, if you’re all up in this b+tch
seven eight nine, keep it going all night
listen to my voice if you can
just get up and dance

(verse 2)
i been getting into hypno
watch the pendulum swing, just snap and let’s go stomp our feet to the beat and tiptoe all the way home after hitting that hoe with a pistol and lighting it up like a disco spraying that wench with a can of crisco
(no!) i brought the gas can (huh?)
this could be our last chance we have to light a b+tch up like a matt reeves batman
make it fast and now they’ll never know if i’m a tits or ass man (haha)
hoes want smoke? you can peep the gas mask, b+tch i’m the last man standing (yeah)
still at the top, if you’re asking
takin shots at the king, you better not miss or i’ll hop in the booth and act like the j+panese did to nanking

(chorus)
one two three, everybody come with me
four five six, if you’re all up in this b+tch
seven eight nine, keep it going all night
listen to my voice if you can
just get up and dance

(verse 3)

calling everybody from the fat g+ys, to the black they’s, to the crack babes, even matt gaetz!
come on backstage!
let me show you folx why the b+tches all call me doctor ho (ho!) cuz i got a fix for your back pain

down a bottle of kraken and then i’m snappin your neck and with a fl!ck of the wrist, i’ll give your l5 disc a real bad twist
i slaved on tracks till i mastered this, cuz i’m a world class m+s+ch+st
now ladies! (yeah?)
come on, blast my hits, flash your tits till your parents all scream they’re aghast, amiss
let me show you what a monster mixed with a valium is
better yet, do a bump and hit the gas a bit
you’ll forget how many gals that you’ve asked to kiss
when my pal paddy o shakes his ass a bit!
(chorus)
one two three, everybody come with me
four five six, if you’re all up in this b+tch
seven eight nine, keep it going all night
listen to my voice if you can
just get up and dance

(outro)
everybody get up!
come on!
that means you too
kirby
haha
f+ck it

- young spenny b lyrics

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