City Morgue, ScumBagChad - Babbage Patch Kids lyrics
[City Morgue, ScumBagChad - Babbage Patch Kids lyrics]
Okay, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch (yeah)
Ayy, ayy, okay
Yeah (Okay) , yeah (Okay) , yeah (Okay)
Kill a bitch, cut your wrist, take a risk
Ayy (Okay)
Put your gun on the ground, shoot your fist
Ayy (Okay)
Kill a bitch, take a risk, cut your wrist
Ayy (Okay)
Put your gun on the ground, if I see it
Better (Okay)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, if I see it
Then you better (Okay)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, if I
See it, then you better, ayy
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay (Mula)
One day I'm bustin' a TEC, woah (Mula)
Shoot ya face off of ya neck, woah (Mula)
Pull up and stunt on my ex-ho (Woo)
Think you be bustin' them TECs so (No)
Rock the Rollie with the slit wrist (MBF)
Pockets stuffed with them big racks (Work)
Yeah, she stuck on this big shit (Slide)
Move the weight like a big bitch (Mula)
Who are you talking so crazy at? (Oh, yeah)
Do not get smacked, where your lady at?
(Oh, yeah)
Grippin' the blade, I ain't playing that
(Oh, yeah)
Foot it the grave when you talkin' back
(yeah)
Young Alucard with the stick, bitch (Woah)
Handle my blade like a grip, bitch (Woah)
Leading the living to sickness (Woah)
Light up you jit like a Bic, bitch
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, if I see it
Then you better (Okay)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, if I
See it, then you better, ayy
(Mula)
I'm bloody, ho, like I'm Bloody O
Break your face, bloody nose (Baow)
Shoot you right in your funny bone
Poof, poof, straight dummy though
Shittin' on these little hungry hoes
(Fuck outta here)
Never seen my money fold (Cash)
Swaggin' in my bummy clothes
Drippin' on 'em like a runny nose (Mula)
Take your pain, wash away
(yeah) , in the rain, near the grave (yeah)
Take the rope, let him hang
(What?) , take his clout and his fame
See, you got a gun
You better pull it 'fore I
Slice you fuckin' up
Moschino-steppin' in the projects
Never gave a fuck
This ScumBagChad, nigga
You know I got my MSTs on, faggot
Fuck all y'all niggas
Fuck the non-believers, suck my fucking dick
I'm just killing babies
We out here, I don't give a fuck
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
SosMula and ZillaKami, faggot
We never fuckin' hesitate
You can run up on me with a fucking blade
Talk, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, if I see it
Then you better (Okay)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, if I
See it, then you better, ayy
If I see it then you better, ayy (yeah)
If I see it then you better, ayy (yeah)
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch (yeah)
Ayy, ayy, okay
Yeah (Okay) , yeah (Okay) , yeah (Okay)
Kill a bitch, cut your wrist, take a risk
Ayy (Okay)
Put your gun on the ground, shoot your fist
Ayy (Okay)
Kill a bitch, take a risk, cut your wrist
Ayy (Okay)
Put your gun on the ground, if I see it
Better (Okay)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, if I see it
Then you better (Okay)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, if I
See it, then you better, ayy
Okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay (Mula)
One day I'm bustin' a TEC, woah (Mula)
Shoot ya face off of ya neck, woah (Mula)
Pull up and stunt on my ex-ho (Woo)
Think you be bustin' them TECs so (No)
Rock the Rollie with the slit wrist (MBF)
Pockets stuffed with them big racks (Work)
Yeah, she stuck on this big shit (Slide)
Move the weight like a big bitch (Mula)
Who are you talking so crazy at? (Oh, yeah)
Do not get smacked, where your lady at?
(Oh, yeah)
Grippin' the blade, I ain't playing that
(Oh, yeah)
Foot it the grave when you talkin' back
(yeah)
Young Alucard with the stick, bitch (Woah)
Handle my blade like a grip, bitch (Woah)
Leading the living to sickness (Woah)
Light up you jit like a Bic, bitch
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, if I see it
Then you better (Okay)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, if I
See it, then you better, ayy
(Mula)
I'm bloody, ho, like I'm Bloody O
Break your face, bloody nose (Baow)
Shoot you right in your funny bone
Poof, poof, straight dummy though
Shittin' on these little hungry hoes
(Fuck outta here)
Never seen my money fold (Cash)
Swaggin' in my bummy clothes
Drippin' on 'em like a runny nose (Mula)
Take your pain, wash away
(yeah) , in the rain, near the grave (yeah)
Take the rope, let him hang
(What?) , take his clout and his fame
See, you got a gun
You better pull it 'fore I
Slice you fuckin' up
Moschino-steppin' in the projects
Never gave a fuck
This ScumBagChad, nigga
You know I got my MSTs on, faggot
Fuck all y'all niggas
Fuck the non-believers, suck my fucking dick
I'm just killing babies
We out here, I don't give a fuck
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
SosMula and ZillaKami, faggot
We never fuckin' hesitate
You can run up on me with a fucking blade
Talk, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, if I see it
Then you better (Okay)
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, if I
See it, then you better, ayy
If I see it then you better, ayy (yeah)
If I see it then you better, ayy (yeah)