Thumbalina
Straight up, I just wanna say one time
After two years at this motherfuckin' crib, fuck all y'all motherfuckers
Livin' all over this motherfucker tryna kick me out
That goes for you, Mrs. Watson
With ya little ass kids always fuckin' cryin'
You got your little chihuahua
Fuck you and your motherfuckin' mama, bitch
I'm out here, suck my motherfuckin' dick!
Yeah, REMember Music, Old Jewish
(Go ahead)
(This is my tambourine)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's how it's goin' down, one time for that
Okay, okay, yeah (oh, my Lord)
He's on drugs again
My neighbors yellin', I don't give a fuck again
And I swear to God if the cops come again
I'ma open up this door, get to rumblin'
Start bussin', bussin', bussin', bussin'
My dick, your mouth, no discussion, yeah
It's all happenin', I must be imaginin'
Take a hit, time travelin'
Turn up the motherfuckin' volume
Yeah, yeah, yeah (I'm 'bout to bust like the condom)
And you a freak, why you hidin' in a costume?
(That disguise make your body look awful)
Let me see them nipples, baby
Ooh (what's happenin', man?)
Don't give it all up, just a little, baby
Ooh (what's happenin' here?)
I'm just tryna free your mind
(Free your, free your mind)
'Cause all you see is dollar signs
(She blinded by the streets)
Yeah
Line-crosser, real-life flyin' saucer
Nothin' straight 'bout her but her posture
Young prodi-gy, I'ma eat lobster
Pull Spanish bitches, but I speak nada
And she got a need to roll the weed all up
You ain't got a chance when it's me on ya (shit)
I'm a motherfuckin' legend, girl
Leave that pussy killed, bitches out in Edinburg
Turn up the motherfuckin' volume
(I'm 'bout to bust like the condom)
And you a freak, why you hidin' in a costume?
(That disguise make your body look awful)
Leave that pussy crippled, baby
Ooh (what's happenin', man?)
Let me slide right down the middle, baby (yeah)
Ooh, where the fuck, my Thumbalina?
Has anybody seen her? (Faces)
She blinded by the streets
(Ooh) 'bout to start my own motherfuckin' committee
And it's gon' be me and Josh
And it's gon' be with motherfuckin' bitches
With their motherfuckin' ass and titties, I don't give a fuck...
Shit
After two years at this motherfuckin' crib, fuck all y'all motherfuckers
Livin' all over this motherfucker tryna kick me out
That goes for you, Mrs. Watson
With ya little ass kids always fuckin' cryin'
You got your little chihuahua
Fuck you and your motherfuckin' mama, bitch
I'm out here, suck my motherfuckin' dick!
Yeah, REMember Music, Old Jewish
(Go ahead)
(This is my tambourine)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's how it's goin' down, one time for that
Okay, okay, yeah (oh, my Lord)
He's on drugs again
My neighbors yellin', I don't give a fuck again
And I swear to God if the cops come again
I'ma open up this door, get to rumblin'
Start bussin', bussin', bussin', bussin'
My dick, your mouth, no discussion, yeah
It's all happenin', I must be imaginin'
Take a hit, time travelin'
Turn up the motherfuckin' volume
Yeah, yeah, yeah (I'm 'bout to bust like the condom)
And you a freak, why you hidin' in a costume?
(That disguise make your body look awful)
Let me see them nipples, baby
Ooh (what's happenin', man?)
Don't give it all up, just a little, baby
Ooh (what's happenin' here?)
I'm just tryna free your mind
(Free your, free your mind)
'Cause all you see is dollar signs
(She blinded by the streets)
Yeah
Line-crosser, real-life flyin' saucer
Nothin' straight 'bout her but her posture
Young prodi-gy, I'ma eat lobster
Pull Spanish bitches, but I speak nada
And she got a need to roll the weed all up
You ain't got a chance when it's me on ya (shit)
I'm a motherfuckin' legend, girl
Leave that pussy killed, bitches out in Edinburg
Turn up the motherfuckin' volume
(I'm 'bout to bust like the condom)
And you a freak, why you hidin' in a costume?
(That disguise make your body look awful)
Leave that pussy crippled, baby
Ooh (what's happenin', man?)
Let me slide right down the middle, baby (yeah)
Ooh, where the fuck, my Thumbalina?
Has anybody seen her? (Faces)
She blinded by the streets
(Ooh) 'bout to start my own motherfuckin' committee
And it's gon' be me and Josh
And it's gon' be with motherfuckin' bitches
With their motherfuckin' ass and titties, I don't give a fuck...
Shit
Credits
Writer(s): Adam Keefe Horovitz, Lee Oskar, Le Roy L. Jordan, Malcolm James Mccormick, Harold Ray I. Brown, Rick Rubin, Sylvester Allen, Adam Nathaniel Yauch, Howard E. Scott, Michael Louis Diamond, Jerry Goldstein, Morris Dewayne Dickerson, Charles Miller
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