Goodbye

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Asher Roth - Rap

Goodbye

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[Intro] [Verse 1] Fuck that, woadie You want your joints be hot? Then let me rap on it I'll be the cream of the crop, Jimmy got crack corn I do this hippity-hop shit with a cast on Sipping my flask dog, this be Ash Roth And there's a couple of cats that I should ash on So go and roll me a joint, make it a fat one And tell your homies the live spittin' is back on Yeah I'm back dog, holding my sack hard You act hard, but aren't shit I'm an artist, you park cars for part shifts Armpits, large park, hardly miss Start to finish, blow you apart with starships Playing Starfox, Black Ops on black tops Hot black socks when camouflage won't hide ya I'm a cyclops when I bop, I find ya One shot lift your Waka Flocka top [Interlude] What I'm saying though We gotta get down and dirty Down and low, low, low, low [Verse 2] Steinbock meets Einstein, rhymes is mindfuck Mine luck as 9 lives dies, your time's up 9 bro, I shine, blind bind and heimlich Don't choke, you old folk, bloaky grime shmuck John Kruk in this motherfucker, one nut bustin on 'em Kumquat suckin on em, gums got nothin on 'em Punks stop frontin on 'em, dude is the one, son Runyun kunyun motha pum-pum No pun, Roy Munson, Kingpin and big tin Pinky ring, bling-bling, thinking I should sing-sing Oh shoot, ding-ding, tell him what he wins wins Brand new car with Kanye's girlfriend You pass it up, ass and all, gotta take my jacket off Leono DiCaprio quit to play basketball Reincarnated into Asher Paul, Asher Roth Came back to rippin' asshole into all y'all

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Credits

Writers
  • Asher Roth
  • David Appleton