City Morgue - Sk8 Head lyrics

Ayy, yeah, ayy (Ayy) yeah, uh, ayy (yeah)
Ayy, ayy (Ayy) yeah, yeah, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Yeah, ho (Ayy, ayy) , what's up? (Ayy, ayy)
Yeah, ho (Ayy, ayy) , what's up? (Ayy, ayy)
Yeah, ho (Ayy, ayy) , what's up? (Ayy, ayy)
Yeah, ho (Ayy, ayy) , what's up? (Ayy)

Who cares who you with? Are
You scared? You scared
Who cares who you with? Are
You scared? You scared
I'll let the bodies stink the crib up
Who cares? Who cares?
We'll leave it at that, motherfucker
Say your prayers (Mula)

Cooler than the new freezer
Got my new heater (Blaow)
Lil' bitch, I'm the school
You the school teacher (Fuck outta here)
Lamborghini, it's a two-seater
Fuck your new Beamer (Skrrt)
Pourin' up in the two-liter
(Work) , pop a blue demon (Mula)
Need my watch overflooded and
My Glock Cobra-custom (Blaow)
Look, it's not no discussion
(Fuck outta here)
Leave your top on concussion (Grrah)
Don't get shot over nothin'
(Bitch) , got the pot overflooded (Work)
Work bustin' out the boat like it's pots
Soda bubblin' (Mula)
Go 'head and spill the beans (Work) , see
My dope be killin' fiends (Work)
Stretch the work like limousines
(Work) , 30 with the infra beam (Blaow)
And my bitch from Philippines (Splash)
Pussy fresh like Listerine (Splash)
Wash the money, Mr clean
(Work) , PCP and nicotine (Mula)
Bitch, I'm Sleezy, I'm Big Sleeze
(Ewok) , it's big B's
Don't you play me, fucking crazy, but bitch
Please (Fuck outta here)
Gon' turn your lady and your
Baby to Swiss cheese (Grrah)
We on that fuck shit
(Blaow) , I'll shit bag your stomach (Mula)

Who cares who you with? Are
You scared? You scared
Who cares who you with? Are
You scared? You scared
I'll let the bodies stink the crib up
Who cares? Who cares?
We'll leave it at that, motherfucker
Say your prayers (yeah)

(Ayy, fuck that) We was in
The trenches with the bitch
So getting fucked up with the pit
Mobbin' down with Triple 6
(Ayy, fuck that) Fuck the opposition
Fuck your kids
Fuck your gang and fuck your friends
And any shit you niggas in
Ayy, I got soldiers who sendin'
Souls up and doin' hold-ups (Okay)
Zilla, the head-splitter, the king cobra
(Okay) i told ya
Shoulda went to the store for pneumonia
Mask, gloves, beggars, oh fuck
(What's up?) shit slump in the cut, put that
Glock in yo' stomach, bitch
Talk all that talk, be
The cause of concussion, bitch
Bow down 'fore you on the
News like yo' cousin
Bow down, nigga, ain't no peace
No discussion

Yeah, ho (Ayy, ayy) , what's up? (Ayy, ayy)
Yeah, ho (Ayy, ayy) , what's up? (Ayy, ayy)
Yeah, ho (Ayy, ayy) , what's up? (Ayy, ayy)
Yeah, ho (Ayy, ayy) , what's up? (Ayy)

Who cares who you with? Are
You scared? You scared
Who cares who you with? Are
You scared? You scared
I'll let the bodies stink the crib up
Who cares? Who cares?
We'll leave it at that, motherfucker
Say your prayers