Cage - I Got All the Toilet Paper lyrics

When I pull up with the
Rolls I ain’t talking Bentley
Squeeze the Charmin my clip is empty
Fill your Testarossa with holes
Like I’m supposed to put lead in the head of
A grocer like a holster
Tried to limit me to 2 packs no biz
I’ll take these 2 plus his and his
Plus hers and hers plus them and theirs
Fuck what you sayin I ain’t
Leaving them with 2 squares

I got all the toilet paper
Go wipe your ass with
Napkins you fuckin haters
Run up in your spot like the
Pigs more like Santa Clause
Except I’m giving gun shots to
All the girls and boys
Now run all the toilet paper
Go wipe your ass with
Napkins you fuckin traitors
Run up in your crib like the
Pigs more like Santa clause
Except I’m giving gun shots to
All the girls and boys

Dreams of burnin shit down since a
Kid with a book of matches
Jumping up and down on my fuckin mattress
Can’t teach you savages I’m fuckin classless
The most paper you ever had is
To wipe your ass with
Sitting on a white cloud with a Kalishnakov
Pallets of angel soft when I
Drop the demons off
Only got ourselves to blame for
How we got in Hell
All praise the King of Cottonelle word

I got all the toilet paper
Go wipe your ass with
Napkins you fuckin haters
Run up in your spot like the
Pigs more like Santa clause
Except I’m giving gun shots to
All the girls and boys
Now run all the toilet paper
Go wipe your ass with
Napkins you fuckin traitors
Run up in your crib like the
Pigs more like Santa clause
Except I’m giving gun shots to
All the girls and boys