Gudda Gudda, Lil Twist, Tyga - The Dungeon lyrics

Uh lil'Twist a monster, now watch me get 'em
Why they try my flows on
When they can't fit 'em
Got my shoes from overseas
When they can't get 'em
These young rappers like toddlers
Watch me babysit 'em
It's Mr twizzy F, and I'm right here
Draped in right gear, this is Young Money
Yeah i got these rapers scared of me
I'm the right fear
Now their girls asking for me
Tell they girls I'm right here (like)
Why, kuz I'm a Young Money youngin'
Name one way's that Young Money's not runnin'
Ha, and we the shh, no plungin'
And I came to welcome y'all
To Young Money's Dungeon

Raagh turn your face off when you
Fuckin' look at muah
Send that Ray Charles to ya
Make your vision fall hell calls
Kuz y'all niggas ain't trustin' the god
Put arrows on ya head, no water dog
I'm a cough
Spittin' god when Young Money bomb
Fuck your walls
Bitch I'm raw with this condom on
Ready, get set, get marks, pistol drawn
Start the red liner, log, fire on
Picture me pawn
Knockin' brochures door-to door
I live on the floor, outside
You couldn't see the floor
At this elevation, elevator, reach the lord

Huge appetite (yes) fuck a half a bite
I need that whole pie, dough
And cheese but you could have a slice
Nigga, I shut the stage down
And smash the mic plus I kill after parties
I call 'em after lifes
To the rap game, Millz don't make classics
And I don't write songs, bitch
I create caskets who want a dirtnap
(who) your grim reaper is here
I compose funerals for you niggas careers
Y your girl said my third leg was super long
She gotta lift weights with her tongue
Her mouth super strong
Heatin' pad jaws, her mouth super warm
But right after I'm skatin' like I'm
Boardin' with some supers on

Ugh semi-automatic arsenal
Will slaughter you and turn every
Part of you to particles
Pain is what I ordered you
Run is what you oughta do
I tear the house down
Evict niggas like the mortgage do
You niggas gon' bother who
I come from the hardest zoo
New Orleans, Murder Capital
That's where a heart is grew
Yeah, I beat the track like a mad man
Kuz these niggas is garbage
Put these niggas in a trashcan
I'm the one man band and
I'm marching while I'm laughin'
Drag these bitches off my stage kuz yes
I am the Sandman gudda Gudda
Chain got boo-koo colors like Toucan Sam
Reach and you will be an amputee
Cut off yo' damn hand