VERSE 1 : TheJonesMob
I got a big beard, and a giant stomach
And no one knows 'bout my life cause I lie in public
My car on the freeway, b**hes lined in dozens
Got it all the free way and my diamonds bubblin'
And they say I'm too offensive cause I rhyme in customs
That aren't accustomed to the public forms of violent justice
And they say I'm just a racist like an Irish husband
I got that suicide flow like I rhyme with m**ms
I made her cry with my lines, see the ink streaks?
She in bikini - p**y sandy like a pink beach
A free grand on my mind like I think 'Streets'
I'll swallow all nirvana's albums like I drink bleach
Like I'm Amanda Todd, lets take the canvas off
Truth is that I k**ed her and I shoved her in my damn garage
May Bach, Beethoven and Mo keep the samples hot
I'll keep distracting all these listeners til the anvil drops
CHORUS:
Imma spazz on yo' a** like I'm Rick Ross
I'm f**in' all these f**in' women til my dick soft
I'm gone bring these sh**ty lyrics till y'all pissed off
But I'm allowed down right dawg I'm Rick Ross
I gotta buncha different b**hes goin' criss cross
She bounce on my big co*k til the b**h pops
I was as a downright digger now it's lift off
Imma go “” on your a** like I'm Rick Ross
VERSE 2 : TheJonesMob
The fat kids lose the race because the last is least
But they retaliate with fists and they'll bash your beak
The losers grow up – and then they learn to master beats
And now the fat nerdy kid rapping has his masterpiece
So why you picking on the kid with the fattest cheeks
We all already know this guy is half police
He's making mills while half you f*ggots have to ask to eat
And a hundred thou' makes an impact when the caskets deep
I'm explaining big things but they're watered down
And you won't listen less I claim to be the sovereign crown
So I'll act co*ky as tits while I walk around
Makin' fake remarks so you think I think rock the town
Your girls virginity is item at the lost and found
It's second hand p**y, first hand's gonna cost you now
2 hands? I can barely fit 2 fingers
So when I die, bury me [Next to two b**hes!]
CHORUS
VERSE 3 : TheJonesMob
Imma spazz on yo' a** like I'm Rick Ross
I'm f**in' all these f**in' women til my dick soft
I'm gone bring these sh**ty lyrics till y'all pissed off
But I'm allowed down right dawg I'm Rick Ross
I gotta buncha different b**hes goin' criss cross
She bounce on my big co*k til the b**h pops
I was as a downright digger now it's lift off
Imma go “” on your a** like I'm Rick Ross
I got 30 cars, whole lot of dancers
I learned how to pick up chicks just from watching manswers
If y'all injecting aids, then I'm popping cancer
Violence always is the question, but it's not the answer
I spent 30 dollars, got some b**hes pampered
Thought of filming p**n but still I've got an empty camera
Why in the world would you f**ing call me MC Hammer?
I'm Rick Ross motherf**er gimme ten bananas
Cause I'm a giant ape, I claim 50 monkeys
30 Dancers 1 Gorilla this is getting funky
It's like I own a Zoo yet I'm the silver back
Bills is half the reason that I'm rapping and I'm still on crack
I got a will to rap, But since I'm rapping random
Y'all have prejudiced Andre and then you've gone and canned him
But If I was rather rapping about money, hoes, and the generic
Y'all would listen like I'm Rick Ross, y'all should be embarrased
Imma spazz on yo' a** like I'm Rick Ross
I'm f**in' all these f**in' women til my dick soft
I'm gone bring these sh**ty lyrics till y'all pissed off
But I'm allowed down right dawg I'm Rick Ross
I gotta buncha different b**hes goin' criss cross
She bounce on my big co*k til the b**h pops
I was as a downright digger now it's lift off
Imma go “” on your a** like I'm Rick Ross
CHORUS x2