Michael Christmas - Step Brothers lyrics

[Verse 1] (Christmas) 40s and squares to preperate Then we getting chicken, My everyday mission Is to gain some new b**hes, contest with Wiley Who can eat the most chicken? It's obviously me You obviously be, the h*mo rapper on the beat Turn that sh** real low, you can hear these n***as queef Charmander the drums, the melody, Charmeleon Charizard the verse, I'm TerRio, OOH KILLIN 'EM Mosh pit f**ed up the venue now they billin' him Mom said "WHO made a mess?" now she hittin him Pops just hopped out the joint b**hes feelin him I'm sitting tryna masturbate in silence, b**hes filmin it Go the f** away if you ain't popping the box open Like corn pops, or pop lock and drop with doors open Mundane, Chris Farley on drunk games The Babe Ruth of the Bape Root (?) (Wiley) Hop up out the bed *YOOOOOOUUUUU* I forgot to turn my swag off last night My spinning chain and my du rag off last night We was mobbin through the street She was garglin the D My hands bobbin through her weave Flippy Floppy Sipping Saki Rob Zombie off the weed Any colors? Motorolas Let 'em know just what you need Shouts to Paco Pica**o with the Nachos I'm definitely interested in investing in them jeans [HOOK] (Wiley) s** on it! s** on it girl! (x4) (Christmas) s** on it! Girl come s** on me! Come s** on meeeee! Girl s** on me! Girl s** on me! Girl s** on meeeee! [Verse 2] (Christmas) *Ahhhh* Wiley busted on this big b**h's breasteses Faded drunk now I'm finna shake like an etch and sketch (Wiley) Honeycombs and honey Jack Money, hoes, and bunny rabbits Bendin over hoes and Then hit the hole like a running back (Christmas) Biaaaaaaaaaaaatch You can s** my D-I Get up out my B-I You don't know me like I'm T.I (Wiley) Well your hand looks like a (chia?) But that's the family I rap game, Vlade Divac in a Fiat [HOOK] (Wiley) s** on it! s** on it girl! (x4) (Christmas) s** on it! Girl come s** on me! Come s** on meeeee! Girl s** on me! Girl s** on me! Girl s** on meeeee!