Mametchi / Usohachi

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Iglooghost & Mr. Yote - Rap, Pop

Mametchi / Usohachi

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[Part 1: Mametchi] [Verse] Pale mint tongue Pink tai chi Big, gold friend Black cool shoe Red felt pot I knew it Rubber face Kung Fu drip [Verse] Pale mint tongue Pink tai chi Big, gold friend Black cool shoe Pale mint tongue I knew it Red felt pot Kung Fu drip [Outro] Pale mint tongue Pink tai chi Big, gold friend Black cool shoe [Part 2: Usohachi] [Verse: Mr. Yote] Now welcome Frankie and Yote in this O Don't mind my crew be hangin', see, it's all an extra show So, incline and clap your toes and drop the jaws and bristle, oh Since you see my drill sticks his blood (Shit) You see my dew in this now Thats impregnant-iliated Now, boy, don't ask me who laid it I just sat here in the shade With both my hands covered in gravy 'cause that's How I dig it, rollin' nugs up cool like piggies See, it's fun, but you don't trip so I just do it how I please Now rest assured, take the seat you Please pass down those treats, you Need to understand I lost my girl to all these sweet-tooths And steady got me wishing I would (Shit) hurry to be cherub In my death with twenty drills under our fingers too But that's not it She won't stop 'till I cast those nets One system to let assholes mix Act like bitch and I grab your neck It's my gods all in yo mulch There's no problem, they won't budge 'Cause as captain I do plan to rule the Earth down to the crust Don't try and stop me Go ahead boy, I won't step thee You can push with all your might but you won't simply budge my palm, see It don't matter 'cause the splatter tells it all And it's yotesquad till the stone falls right down that graveyard, Harlem boy

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  • Iglooghost