207 Thugs - Hootie Mack lyrics

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207 Thugs - Hootie Mack lyrics

[Hugh G. Wreck-Shun]: My name is Hugh G. Wreck-shun I have a huge erection DMT is my affection Wesley Snipes is my complexion You can find me on the corner, slingin rocks and k**ing cops, harvesting crops, looting shops, licking shots, eating strips, packing clips, stacking chips, jacking whips and slapping tits I give praise to Doctor Jesus every chance I get, he blesses me by letting me spit this sh** We drive around in my corvette, and we get lit See a brunette with nice big tits, I say "get in", she says "okay", and then we hit and quit and ditch the b**h, on the side of the road, out in the cold, she just got told, she just got sold, while I smoke a bowl on the gra**y knoll I'm high as f**, mouth dry as f**, tongue-tied as f**, skin white as f**, black from the waist down, n***a ugh! I go to church every Sunday, you hear what I say? Me and Jesus in the club like "Ay Bay Bay!" We hang with Grandma Jesus, teaching us to crochet, I see Jesus coming, get on your knees and pray [Doctor Jesus]: What's up motherf**ers? It's Doctor Jesus Christ I got the homegrown bud and it's politely priced nice Don't talk sh**, you get sliced and diced Now come along with me on this diamond heist I can turn water into wine, you better believe it Smoking a cross blunt in Tel Aviv on Christmas Eve, I'm calling a reprieve, I'm taking a leave, don't disbelieve, best believe I gotta retrieve, I gotta achieve and most of all I gotta conceive Just because you can't see me doesn't mean I don't exist, don't get me pissed, put you on my sh** list, take a razor blade to your wrist, kiss you with my fist, put your arm in a twist, don't resist, I insist, I persist that your life cease and desist Yo my style is colossal, I'm older than a fossil Tell my apostles to never get docile I'll damn you, send you straight to hell I'll wish you well as I bid your a** farewell I'm omnipotent, I'm articulate, I'm legitimate, I'm magnificent, I'll implement intricate sk**s with the instrument [Hugh G. Wreck-Shun]: All my life has been a struggle, no rebu*tal Always causin trouble, gotta hustle in the jungle Sell a bundle for a couple, at the rubble of the space shuttle to a young couple, dragging knuckles Lord forgive me for selling this crack Lord forgive me cause there's no turning back Lord please guide me on the right motherf**ing track Now lord please bless this and roll up the hootie mack [Doctor Jesus]: Light up the blunt and pa** it to the left Hold it too long, get arrested for theft Get high, you gonna feel blessed Get high, you won't feel depressed Weed smoke you ingest, you feel possessed I suggest you rest, no distress, no stress, feel refreshed I'll pa** the acid test in my Sunday best [Hugh G. Wreck-Shun]: Travel cross country, spread the word of Jesus The grievous will be defeated by my thesis Facetious evil fetus casting demons Hugh G. Wreckshun, Jesus-worshipping evil genius

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