The Cyclone Freestyle

Uh huh, Okay
Uh huh, Okay

Criss-Cross Applesauce, playin' wit ya bitch like patacake ow
Criss-Cross Applesauce ouu

Ice on my wrist I took down the titanic
You cannot dance without a new patek
Fuck on your momma I'm your new daddy your momma a baddie she fuck for the clouty
Ouu hold your mans down
Hunnid bands down
Laced like edable kick the clowns out
Fucked up at party and whipin' my dick out

I take the tic-tic-tic from the clock no stop
Hunnid on the drop a nigga a tic-toc
Suck on my dick in my new drop top
Lick it up lick it up speed it up drop top
That lil baddie say ima G
That lil baddie say ima G
That lil baddie say ima G
That lil baddie say ima G
G code, watch out for that P-O
Crystals like mo-fuckin' geode
Watch that pussy get K-O'd
No tag no bag no producer, I own my own shit (That's O shit)
I'm glad the bag has my name on it
Your bitch gets p-p-p-papa popped
That bitch a baddie smoke dope like its candy she leisen to danny (Towers)
She feeling real handy and grabbin' my dick
Come and fuck your face wit it

Eat it like parana
All my boys my brothers
That's my life cause ima G code ima G code
You are not my lover
Da da donna da da
Da da donna duh da
Da da donna duh da
Da da
(Boy what's your name?)
I am Ringo the Dingo
I'm eating Wendy's in my home studio right now
Having pretty fun man
Whole songs a freestyle
Really havin' some fun man
Yuh, let's go

AP my Criss-Cross Applesauce
Play with that pussy like its patacake uh
Bitch tiddies small call em cupcakes uh
Love broke fix it with duck tape uh
Pussy nigga wanna fight got time uh
Ouu her pussy feel tight like tight rope
She got my mind all mind blown
Dick game strong like a cyclone

Let's go