BONES, Slim Guerilla - Scarecrow lyrics

Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
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Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank (reversed)
Roll it make it stank stank
Roll it make it stank stank

Sipping on some fucking yac
Chilling like I'm Fat Mac nigga talking shit
My have to lay that nigga up on his back
SG Rilla Mane all up in
This fucking thang hoe
Tryna get my money quick
Gotta collect that fucking dough
I don’t even know
Why these niggas always tryna flex
Nigga, always talking shit
And get your body laid next
In the ditch, in the river
Nigga, you wanna die quicker
Tryna take my money i don’t understand that
You look like a goddamn dummy
Nigga, I’m a pimp
Gotta pimp these fucking hoes mane
Chilling on the scene
In this mothafucka daily gang
Heading to the liquor store
Sipping on some Alize
Then I might be going to the crib
Cheefing on some fucking haze
Why these niggas wanna hate
Mane nigga I don’t know
I will play that fucking hoe
And play that hoe like a Nintendo 64
Getcho money nigga if you trynna get rich
Nigga I am chilling on the
Scene with your mothafuckin' bitch

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Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank (reversed)
Roll it make it stank stank
Roll it make it stank stank

Gotta Cadillac on 22s tV in the dashboard
Slim got the fucking tool
Step up and get clapped on
Ash, then I hit the gas
Get my fucking mash on
Bones got the fucking blade
Bones got the mask on motherfuck a rap song
This is just some rhymes ho raw flow, condo
One in every time zone
Sesh 'til I fucking rest
Ana on my fucking chest razor to your neck
You tryna say I ain't the fucking best
Yah with the dah fuck you saying we got next
We got now we got later
I got jewels hanging from my neck
Young Rodney Mullen flipping tricks up
On they fucking back
Nollie laser beam 720 on the fucking tech
Swerving in the fuckin lanes
Gripping on some fucking grain
Down south, pimping
Switching houses when I be tippin' mane
Team SESH Raider Klan put they
Body in the land cornfield cemetery
Scarecrow killa mane

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Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
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Make it make it stank
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Make it make it stank
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Make it make it stank
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Make it make it stank
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Make it make it stank
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Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank
Rolling Rolling clean, make it stank
Make it make it stank (reversed)
Roll it make it stank stank
Roll it make it stank stank