Dseeva - Full Time Sick Cunt lyrics

"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