Aquatic Violence

DJ Muggs & Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire & Sean Price - Rap
Aquatic Violence
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Duration: 3:02
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[Verse 1: Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire] I'm playing Ruzzle on my iPhone I'm busting ass with my eyes closed My ex she said I'm childish I don't give a fuck Tell her I get new man lined up like it's Candy Crush Might crush his head in a vice grip Might crush his head like a nigga off Wrestling Fuck niggas, no batty man Busting out the X6 like a Megaman Laminate your bitch like Conan My nigga Despot move a metric ton Touch one hair on his head and you a dead man Might pop up on your block shooting Megatron My big booty bitch got mega bun To squeeze one cheek you gotta use both hands She look good but the pussy trash She look good so I'm still gon' smash But fuck bitches, where the cash Put it in the bag before I put you in a fucking bag As a youth I was fucking bad Always cursing, getting kicked out of fucking class [Verse 2: Meyhem Lauren] There's some new kings in town, say peace to the throne Every bag a nigga own came with drugs and cologne Thugs in the zone, the sky got me feeling at home Wide awake, never sleeping like the city I roam Bitches out the country sending pussy flicks to my phone Take a flight the same night shorty giving me dome When it comes to foreign affair shit, you know the policy Everything is right and exact long as they polish me That's how it's gotta be, respect the odyssey I'm wearin' niggas, fucking bitches, getting dollars B Broke through the struggle, kept the rubble as a souvenir Evacuate the top of the world, my niggas moving there Sit down for glorious lords and thought designers We build and add on, remain strong never remind us Got 35 bitches in Vegas practicing leg lifts That love fly niggas who rap so we their favorites [Verse 3: Sean Price] Uh, the bullet from the fifth spark Down to wreck your body motherfucker go Biz Mark Get smart, I got a phone in my loafers But when it get dark I grab the toast from my holsters, Sean for real Do harm to grills Punch your mouth, say ouch before I palm the steel [?] shottas hate American bastards That make dollars daily like Erick and Parrish P, degenerate rap shit This world is a ex girl you never get back with I smack dick spit outta your face for trying to Say slick shit out of your face This spit that I spat Will fuck up your eye Slick Rick with a eye patch You never could rap so don't rap after me You know better than that, P
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Credits
- Writers
- Sean Price
- Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire
- DJ Muggs
- Meyhem Lauren