Big Red - Beef Jerky lyrics
[Big Red - Beef Jerky lyrics]
Snap into a Slim Jim messing with Sasquatch
Bout to put you on fucking suicide watch
And I'm on terrorist watch
No I'm not a jihadist
My money straight cash homie no
I didn't steal a wallet
I'm about to go contraband
You lookin like Taliban
I blow yo ass up like Afghanistan
MOAB
This isn't futuristic my boots on the ground
I looked for your name but you're
No where to be found
You look like a jihadist
I could tell because you're not silent
In London they go boom but
All you're doing is crying
I know that was too soon
Excuse my foul language
But these rappers are in line and
The shooting range is open
So stop the commotion i'm trying to focus
R3 on this bitch and I
Watch his brains explodin
Bitch
No I'm not done the fun keeps going
I can't stop flowing
Hoover damn broke and ur
Girls pussy is unloading (Beat change)
Dammit we're doing it outside
Its too cold so it's dry
Shes complaining cus it's cold
So i say bitchh it's on with the show
I cod give a fuck about the snow
I get between her hip, i slob on her knob
This is battle field 3 and
The Apache is exploding
Ya know i was locked on target
You thought i would've forgotten
What the song was about
And that's beef no I don't like minis
Give me a foot long
I'm not gay but occasionally ill look at men
Oh wait i forgot it's not gay if it's 3
That took a weird twist now
You're probably judging me
I'm mildly triggered
I put my finger on the trigger
Pull that shit back then rub
You're feelings on sand paper
Fuck being triggered grow some thick skin
And grow up before you're life really begins
Look back to beef jerkey
Teriyaki is pretty good
Black pepper pretty good too not gonna lie
Dude you've got to get mild Slim Jims
Bout to put you on fucking suicide watch
And I'm on terrorist watch
No I'm not a jihadist
My money straight cash homie no
I didn't steal a wallet
I'm about to go contraband
You lookin like Taliban
I blow yo ass up like Afghanistan
MOAB
This isn't futuristic my boots on the ground
I looked for your name but you're
No where to be found
You look like a jihadist
I could tell because you're not silent
In London they go boom but
All you're doing is crying
I know that was too soon
Excuse my foul language
But these rappers are in line and
The shooting range is open
So stop the commotion i'm trying to focus
R3 on this bitch and I
Watch his brains explodin
Bitch
No I'm not done the fun keeps going
I can't stop flowing
Hoover damn broke and ur
Girls pussy is unloading (Beat change)
Dammit we're doing it outside
Its too cold so it's dry
Shes complaining cus it's cold
So i say bitchh it's on with the show
I cod give a fuck about the snow
I get between her hip, i slob on her knob
This is battle field 3 and
The Apache is exploding
Ya know i was locked on target
You thought i would've forgotten
What the song was about
And that's beef no I don't like minis
Give me a foot long
I'm not gay but occasionally ill look at men
Oh wait i forgot it's not gay if it's 3
That took a weird twist now
You're probably judging me
I'm mildly triggered
I put my finger on the trigger
Pull that shit back then rub
You're feelings on sand paper
Fuck being triggered grow some thick skin
And grow up before you're life really begins
Look back to beef jerkey
Teriyaki is pretty good
Black pepper pretty good too not gonna lie
Dude you've got to get mild Slim Jims