Dropping Deuces

Lyrics
Damn, where'd you find this? Young Wicked the mixtape volume one fucker My whole crew's murderers My whole crew stay fresher Fresh crew say word, you can live only if we let ya You'll regret the day when I'm on top of the world ya Smokin purple trees sipping purple drank Chucking up the deuces like peace whoa Chucking up the deuces (Haha) Chucking up the deuces (Ya say word) Chucking up the deuces (Deuces) Chucking up the deuces Chucking up the deuces (Deuces) Chucking up the deuces (Say word) Chucking up the deuces Chucking up the deuces Verse 1 Ok bitch I'm on time with it Lookin at me and you might go blind cuz my shine so prominent All I'm lookin for is a couple of bitches to hit the liquor wit In the bucket when I wanna vomit it I'll drop a chick deuces I'll cop a chick smooches She drop and lick my juices she got that fish tank so go douche it Unh handle that and I'll come back Make ya hotter than handcuffs and candle wax I don't care what your man does I'm here to rap I wrap my jimmy up like gimme dat ass to smack No leave hoe peace hoe go where E.T. go She know that I'm sweet so she creeped over to deep throat my dick My click chucking up the deuces like bye bitch If she emo I tell her Bob Marley No Woman No Cry bitch I'm caught up in my fly shit scrub life till I die trick Like Madrox and Monoxide I'm Mostasteless when i write this like unh Chorus All your bullshits gettin worse you're a slut I'm a soldier Shoulda put you in a hearse seen a cemetery and rolled up You'll regret the day that I have a hoe that's breathing While you just lay and bleed with the worms and centipedes See how much you really meant to me whoa Chucking up the deuces Chucking up the deuces (Say word) Chucking up the deuces Chucking up the deuces (&eah) Chucking up the deuces (Deuces) Chucking up the deuces (Say word) Chucking up the deuces (Deuces) Chucking up the deuces Verse 2 Lookin at me you probably think I'm not a nice guy I'm like why try you never met a personality my size Anybody wanna battle tell them come outside Leave ya chilling where ya homeboy died and you know I'm right When I told ya that i'm too much for yall and you lose it This rap game is not used ta this fresh crew we abusive I'm the type of psychotic individual when i'm tripping on Making new enemies just to tell'em we're coming to end'em all Let's send'em to hell in a puddle of Demerol Gotta keep feeding the cannibal Bitches be attracted to the bad boy Till they found out the blood on my hands came from a person Body beautifully twisted like cursive While we brutally killin say word F to the R-E-S to the H crew Keep hating i'ma stay true I stay faded i stay cool My girls say they can't even fade you and that's true shit True shit Y'all really ain't gonna do shit chicking up my deuces To that fuck shit 'cause it's stupid like re Chorus You bitches getting on my nerves need to treat a Juggalo better Taping kitchen knives to my fingers putting on a red and black striped sweater Halloween or not I'm still dressed like Freddy Krueger Cut your panties up cut your panties off and chuck the deuce up Chucking up the deuces (Ha) Chucking up the deuces (Ya say word) Chucking up the deuces Chucking up the deuces(Deuces) Chucking up the deuces (Deuces) Chucking up the deuces Chucking up the deuces Chucking up the deuces (Biatch, you biatch)
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- James Garcia