Purple Ranger [$ippin' Donatello with Captain Ginyu Y2K Remix]
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$uicideboy$ & Wavy Jone$ - Rap, In English
Purple Ranger [$ippin' Donatello with Captain Ginyu Y2K Remix]
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November 19, 2014.
Lyrics
[Intro: Project Pat & Pimp C] Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— [Verse 1: Norman Atomic] It's that dead pimp Walking with a dead leg limp Keep your shrimp and grits Bitch, I want some steak and eggs Sipping on some OJ Give me the blade, so I can slice open the blunt And dump the guts on top your bitch's fucking back While she sucking on my nuts, uh Blow me slowly, while I'm blowing smoke rings While I'm pouring more lean Hoes keep hoping I'mma share the codeine Actin' like a dope fiend Show me that you know me, ho Smoke weed until I'm on the floor Dressed in all black, with a purple glow Sipping ice cold water in the fucking snow I don't trust these hoes because I want to be alone Throw 'em a bone Sitting on my lap in the fucking throne Told her, "Bitch, pick up the phone" Tell them I need another zone She was too stoned, and told them I'm home Later that night they busted in the door Put the chrome to my dome Busted my head open. left my brains on the floor Just another dead pimp, never trust, never trust Never trust them fucking hoes, ho [Chorus: Project Pat & Pimp C] Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— [Verse 2: Anthony Mars] Well it's that dope fiend staying higher than a Goodyear blimp Every time I pour the lean, I wonder if I'll die like Pimp Taking some hydrocodones, trappin' off the flip phone Twenty inches of black chrome Riding, smoking on a zone Sipping on that Tussionex When it come to doing drugs, ho, you know I do them the best Ain't no flex Got Pyrex, cookin' dope Don't sell it no more All I do is indulge Fucking hoe won't leave me alone Trying to jugg my drugs And I'm like, "Back up, back up" Before you get smacked up, smacked up Running like a Mack Truck Strap up, trying to get my racks up Catch up, to my dope habits Xan and dro's, got me fucked up on the floor Where to go? I don't know When I'm high, just leave me alone [Chorus: Project Pat & Pimp C] Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— [Verse 3: Wavy Jone$] I gotta redhead like April to roll my blunts Got an eighth in my jeans so you know what's up I brought a pack of the woods you can throw the dutch Sipping Donatello when I'm pouring up Slowing down blowing loud Middle of the pit, bitch throwing down Riding 'round like fuck the ops Fuck the cops, take me to trial Bad bitches, don't vibe with them Might slip the dick or get high wit' 'em Might pimp my bitch but won't ride with her Might get the top then its bye with her Yo' main bitch, my side hitta' I ain't shit but she loving me I'm ugly but she fuckin' me Bust a nut then roll a blunt for three Hit the door before I smoke da bitch Scrape the scale Blow the fish Drop the roof Pop a tab Find the truth, always have Bastard son with a past that's fucked Cup full of blood in the cut where the bud $uicideboy$ on the block where the drugs '64 Chevy dead cop in the trunk like what [Chorus: Project Pat & Pimp C] Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Hydro-hydrocodone on the hands-free phone The '84 Brougham on them blades, twenty-inch chrome Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— [Outro: Project Pat] Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip— Sipping on some sizzurp, sip, sipping on some, sip—
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