Baba Yaga

Lyrics
[Intro] Break it, shake it, one-two You better hide 'cause I'm coming for you Funny sounds, get ready, fool I'll impregnate you, with this tune [Drop] Professional rap superstar представляет! Опа, опа, опа, опа! This is it! [Verse 1] Billions of swag, got tights on my body Girls on the street: "Oh, ain't that a hottie?" So I start spinning in speed of tsunami Have you ever seen kamikaze doing karate? Nitro jamming up my nose, I'm all on turbo I'm quicksilver, the batch is ass few But by all means, I get my grind on See my mind is dirty let me protect you with this condom Clock ticking, ain't no time to waste Haters get in line, let me shoot in your face Kids these days they just want to play But they lose their game, baby say my name [Drop] Опа, опа, опа! Professional rap superstar представляет! (Папа!) This is it? This is it! This is it? This is it! This is it? This is it! This is it? This is it! This is it? This is it! This is it? This is it! This is it? Yes, this is it! [Bridge] Руки вверх! "Euroz Dollaz Yeniz", album [Verse 2] So I'm back, relaxed, fresh as a wannabe Son of a God, shoes with wings. Hercules Or a baby from far beyond Mercury Freak from Twin Peaks, fire walk with me I don't do this everyday, only on occasions Worth of me, but she also like Asian I been thinking 'bout you I been thinking 'bout something, damn I'm fucking hungry [Drop] Gimme food! Gimme food! Gimme food! Gimme food! Gimme food! Gimme food! Gimme food! Gimme food! Gimme food! Damn I'm fucking hungry! (Ha-ha-ha-ha)
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Credits
- Writers
- Tommy Cash