Percy - Skip to the End lyrics

[Percy] We going in [57 Pixels] (Teeeeeh!) [Verse 1: Percy] Yeah, your girl in the Pampers Ha, I'm the sh**, uh... I work anything that I want to This is what I'm going do Yeah, your b**h bad but I tell her I don't want chu Flyer than a mo'f**a, yeah I'm a mo'f**a f** a n***a mother, now you can call me mo'f**a That just how I flow, n***a I go that 5-0-4, n***a I'm the realest, yeah fasho, n***a I'm something you should know, n***a So catch it boy, I'm the wood chop in this b**h And I'm fly head to toe, all my clothes it stitched I wait, I got it uh... Grip work, rocket uh... New Orleans, n***a in this b**h Wait, woah Kemosabe every balling is my hobby I f** yo ho up in the lobby No that's f**ing that I gotta do, this what I do, chill with my crew That 5-0-4, I'm from the boot and I will put Buddha's boot in you That's how I f**ing rise, I'm on that cruise ship, I do sh** Got yo ho s**ing my dick fast like she work with two lips Wait, nah I mean two pair, this is how I do dare No n***as I don't do share, but don't f** around when I do dare Like, A B see b**h? I'm a motherf**ing monster you can't C D E Wait, I am an effin' G so f** wrong what you say, n***a This is how I play, n***a That K-Bang f** around get k-slang Yo wey hang, f** around with New Orleans, n***a ain't no slay-ang Like Jack Daniels, no... or Captain Jack Sparrows I chill with Julian, you know how we just shoot them arrows Like, X-Men, you can be an X-Men k** you, f** your girl then go and f** her ex-friend Yeah I'm in that Benz, mo'f**a how I get it you know biggest New Orleans n***a, wrap you up just like Christmas I'm gone [Verse 2: 57 Pixels] I'm gone, far long and faded I got pictures of your girl naked She's fake and celebratin' That the number of dicks that been in her has reached three digits Get wid it, Percy and 57 P hit it like 9/11 You're not worthy, so I suggest you just quit like bad shelving k** your a** out in the country; Blake Shelton I don't shoot bullets, b**h I break shells in This is not a collaboration It's blastin' mags in gas stations Lighting f*gs with cash in it You're in last but I ain't b**h Your face is where I'm aiming More brain than from a lady Four games; all payment Score dames like Matt Damon No shame, yeah I'm flaming Not gay, I'm only playing I'm done like I came b**h This song you'll be blaring This is hot sh**, lots of mosh pits When the fall hits, heheh I'm a stop it Rapping long is the thing I'm wanting And when I'm done with this beat, Tyga will be the king of nothing