ViewtifulJoe

Yeah (Yeah)
I do not think you would cuff on that bitch
If you knew all the shit that I know
Jennifer's Body, your bitch a maneater
I told her to swallow my load (Yeah)
Gotta get high but we ran out of woods
Lil' bro put the Za' in the cone (Yeah)
Your music suck, need to turn that shit off
Lil' nigga, you scaring the ho-

Yeah (Yeah, yeah), yeah (Heaven or Hell, let's rock!)
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Damn), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Go, go, go (Blood, darkness, come unto me!), yeah

I cover my body in Vivienne globes
I'm not talkin' 'bout Google, I'm browsing through Chrome
I bought me some Ksubis and filled 'em with loads
I took his bitch nostrils and filled 'em with coke
I'm fuckin' these bitches, like two in a row
I'm fuckin' his bitch, I don't care if he knows
I was fuckin' her friend, got my dick down her throat
These niggas is not on the shit that we on
I hop in the Porsche, see how fast it can go

All these dead faces, we thumbin' through those
I get bad bitches, we running through those
Riding the dick, this bitch out of control
Why in the fuck is you cuffing these hoes?
Talk to my plug and we speaking in code
My plug wear all red like he Viewtiful Joe

Vivienne chain with the diamonds and gold
Just spilled the blood on my CDG foams
Ice on my body, it's whiter than snow
Evisu, Hysteric, I put this shit on
Third eye, it burst in my pineal lobe
I'm steppin' on necks in these Bloody Ramones
My bro got a tool like he working at Lowes
I pop me a bean just to get in my mode, yeah (Yeah)

I do not think you would cuff on that bitch
If you knew all the shit that I know
Jennifer's Body, your bitch a maneater
I told her to swallow my load (Yeah)
Gotta get high but we ran out of woods
Lil' bro put the Za' in the cone (Yeah)
Your music suck, need to turn that shit off
Lil' nigga, you scaring the hoes

This lil' nigga a fan
Tell his bitch-ass to get some Backwoods from the store
Bro, tell me how in the fuck you do not have a ten
And you thirty years old?
I get a check, hit the mall and I'm fuckin' it up
Spending thousands on clothes
Geeked in the rave, bitch thought she was touchin' my dick
She was touchin' my pole
She say that Hi-C the G.O.A.T., yeah, these bitches
They worship the ground that I walk (Bloodbath)

Chopper, it came with a scope
Shoot off both of his legs, tell that nigga to crawl
Bloody psycho, I put the drum on the chop
Monkey nuts and they hanging like balls
Told her to shut the fuck up 'cause she talkin' too much
That shit pissing me off (おかえり, yeah)

Where the fuck do I begin? (Damn)
Most of my groupies be men (Damn)
Choppa, it knock off his limbs
Chop hit his head and it burst into gibs (Massacre)

She wanna fuck with the kid
Lil' nigga, it is what it is
Hi-C, I did it again
I went and fucked on her friend
Found out I fucked on her friend

She wanna get some revenge (Hello)
She wanna fuck on my twin
Suckin' me like a syringe
I don't even check her DM's
Girl, you not even my bitch
Told her to swallow my kids
She gave her nigga a kiss

Bitches playing with they noses
Third eye blossom like a Lotus
All this Ketamine in a pile, she said she wanna build a snowman
She was blowin' up my phone but I'm too busy getting throated
Got exposed 'cause he a bitch, now he mad everybody knows it (Yeah)

I cover my body in Vivienne globes
I'm not talkin' 'bout Google, I'm browsing through Chrome
I bought me some Ksubis and filled 'em with loads
I took his bitch nostrils and filled 'em with coke
I'm fuckin' these bitches, like two in a row

I'm fuckin' his bitch, I don't care if he knows
I was fuckin' her friend, got my dick down her throat
These niggas is not on the shit that we on
I hop in the Porsche, see how fast it can go

All these dead faces, we thumbin' through those
I get bad bitches, we running through those
Riding the dick, this bitch out of control
Why in the fuck is you cuffing these hoes?
Talk to my plug and we speaking in code
My plug wear all red like he Viewtiful Joe

There's no turning back