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The Bottom Feeder
(The Bottom Feeder)
Ass Food
(Ass Food)
Yo
(Yoooo)
This mixture of liquor, crack, and pills
Has me feelin' like I'm big enough to step on Jack and Jill and just leave ‘em flat and k**ed
I'm actin' ill, ‘cause all these rappers are lackin' sk**
I'm worked up, I need to just shoot up some smack and chill
I run away from fist fights, and won't come back until
I atleast have a knife and a gat concealed
Every single day I snatch a lady's purse until I'm stackin' bills
And every night I spend it all on d** that can k**
f** it, most of the time I'm with my trashy friends
Broke motherf**ers frontin' like some cla**y gemy
Gettin' drunk daily, I grew a gut drinking brew
‘Cause I don't give a f** what a s*ut thinks is cute
I'm used to be bein' broke and only raisin' funds
When I need some weed, I stay blazing blunts
And I'm filthy as f**, I haven't bathed in months
I love hairy p**y, b**hes stop shaving your c*nts
Pretty please?