"Dseeva - Full Time Sick c*nt"
[Verse 1: Dseeva]
I hocked your Mothers iPhone4, Her p**n & Her small Sofa /
So I'm at the Pawn Broker! /
Got pinched, for drink driving a ride on Lawn Mower /
Get your Jaw-Broken / It's all over - small talk through a straw...? /
I Burn - get your SPF30+ / I'm a Skurvy f** /
Claim you're 'pimpin' - with your face in a dirty muff /
I got 'Worthy' 'luts / All curvy cuz /
Yeeeaah Son!! Word Em Up! / Word Em Word Em Word Em Up /
Servin cups (up) 'murderous' / (You) Can't murder-us /
I'm a burner bruz / Full-Time-Sick-c*nt...../
You gota learn the Clutch! / I kick up dust, while doin a hand stand /
Then pick up s*uts in a pick up Truck, with my Zipper Cut Out-Of my Damn Pants /
Now tell me 'Who' the sickest c*nt? / Stick-Em-Up! /
You've probably my sticker up? / Your chick is up-
The wall for me - I used 'em all to stick her up /
You getting up - You Masterbate / but I don't, No - My dick gets s**ed /
In Fact The last 2 shifty-s*uts / Crossed each Others Paths -
In the Front-Yard. Then they f**en fisty-cuffed /
I grabbed the winner and I kicked her bu*t / She got back to work -
And licked my nuts but she Grabbed my Dick AND Bit The c*nt!!! - fu*k!!! /
I flipped it and kicked her bu*t.. Then got her sister to pick me up /
And already had a twisted Blunt / I lit yolhoymf