Oddyssey - Workaholics lyrics

[Oddyssey] I got this one bad b**h that always calls me after work When ho becomes a religion, She prays whiles she makes it twerk These s*uts want the D, I agree, They say they crave it I put a motherf**ing cuff on the p**y, I enslave it b**h listen closely, You can hear the fans raving us I go f**ing bananas, so you know them apes is bathing us 8 doobies to the face? n***a f** that! A couple of bong rips, Her thong slips, I'm up in that Oddy got the dope dick, She chokes while she s**s it b**h smoke pole like a crack addict with crust lips Rub clits, please dont worry about diseases Makin b**hes scrub with Purrel before they begin to please it [Raiden] We cause mischief, pitting and splitting up in the living room Always in the spotlight, You in the dark getting ridiculed On that diesel fuel, Going harder than charger pistons Think you've had enough, You haven't, Quit your b**hing, f**ing drink it I didn't come to stand around and have all these people looking At some f*ggots standing by the wall looking like f**ing pussies Get it straight, No edge, But if you are then get the f** out No b**h sh** here, You fight back or get knocked the f** out Epileptic flow, It's like Rozay series of seizures I ain't Kreayshawn, But all these b**hes still at my leisure Ignorance is bliss, Yet I'm always outstanding her I did it on you n***as, sh**ted on em, Jenna Hannenburg [Oddyssey] Uhm, Uh Okay you fancy huh? Spit a lot of game for a b**h that hasnt Anti'd Up Get it straight, Don't act wrong and get fussy Got b**hes rocking Mags round the house in they undies And bluntly, I tell them I'm done and that they could leave Wipe me down and get a tissue for the semen on your sleeve Leave the b**hes on the futon, My kids on they forehead Bust a nut, That's f**ing up, They makeup like a warhead sh**ted on em, Nicki menage a trois in this fat b**h Running on this track, Cardio like a fat b**h Iron in her diet, She suffering from anemia I feed the dick to these birds, Part 1, f** bulemia Part 2, The Weeknd, And some Mike's Hard Lemonade Some Jager, I wager, f** with this hand made hand grenade Wondering if this plundering, Tumblring gang of thieves Will ever seize being dope to a tolerable degree I see you. You scared of the wear and tear of the heat From the fire under your seat, While you rappin of beat You shoot me in a dream, You better wake up and apologize Rene Descartes, Blow kush and philosiphise [Raiden] Look if Yeezy swagger k**ed him off how come I ain't extinct? I tame a b**h, I'm like a zookeeper man I cage this sh** Taking many hits from this excellent herbal Cali excrement Experiment, This leaf has got me on another exodus Blow an ounce green comes in all these different flavors Breaking every f**ing law, What you expect from teenagers? I just want a good time, Blow this party up like The Hundreds But if b**hes stay persistent I'm bound to throw some punches His face bloody, That sh** definitely wasn't an accident This party ain't hardcore until someone leaves in an ambulance If I remember anything, Tonight wasn't good enough Now turn that f**ing Flocka up, I still ain't feeling hood enough