Sketch the Bottom Feeder - Perverses lyrics

All you co*ky booji hookers rockin' Gucci thinkin' you're swaggin' Most of you got a sloppy coochie, stinkin' and saggin' When I'm pickin' up hoes, they be stickin' up nose Probly ‘cause I drink ‘till I'm gaggin' f** it, sweatin' ‘cause b**hes ain't worth the pain If they never let you hit, like a perfect game You could say I act like a jerk to dames, but when I'm gettin' head her neck and head should stay intact If she doesn't use teeth when she's lickin' the D Hittin' for free, the only kind of paper hoochies are gettin' from me is looseleaf ‘Cause it's sad givin' money to hoes, cheddar turns into blue cheese After earnin' a few G's I don't wanna give it to a b**h, if you can't pay rent, live in a ditch I'll even help you pick one out I'll drive around, you're officially moved in when I kick you out My b**h uses both of her hands to grab my whole penis with cold fingers from sippin' on some old English When I'm eatin' p**y I tie the tubes with my tongue, so I don't have to worry about a rubber when I cum Every night I'm tryna get naked with Thai who*es If I can't afford ‘em I'm takin' it by fours My body chose to f** with these naughty hoes My meat is gettin' wet in between her buns, like sloppy joes You better hang up your women I slay b**hes I'll take your shawty/shotty, bust and skeet like clay pigeons f** a temptress, I used to pimp tricks I sold them to old men with limp dicks If fetch is the game, I'll throw these b**hes a bone Sketch is the name, looks like I'm spendin' Christmas alone ‘Cause I shoot the gift, you stupid b**h I don't have the hugest dick, but it's big enough to rip off your uterus I was in a g**n with a couple transvestites, then me and my boys would run a train on a fleshlight Disgusting s** acts, I tend to find the painful pleasin' I'll give her ex-lax before I shove the an*l beads in Tellin' b**hes I'm the best you can get Forcin' twin sisters to kiss on some insestuous sh** I'm a scumbag, I'll shag a hag that's on the rag If she nags that she's not gettin' off, she's toe-tagged I'm much more than a prick, I'm the meanest Give it a touch, who*e, get to lickin' the penis What's all the fuss for? Put my dick in between this Leg and the other, look at me, I'm beggin' to f** her If I pick ya up, know that I'm quick to f** I'm lookin' for a b**h that's lookin' for a dick to s** After bustin' a nut, I'll light a fat cigar And burn the b**hes skin with it before I smack the broad I'm in the back of the bar, drinking Jack in a jar, plannin' my attack from afar Watchin' and creapin' on thick chicks while they're doin' a dance Plottin' and schemin' to get my fishdick in their tuna cans Too long I've been starin' at b**hes For a few songs, grind on my co*k so hard you put a tear in your britches Ruin your pants, and make me jizz in mine I'd f** anything especially if she isn't fine b**hes tend to find, me creepy ‘Cause I always ask if me and Colley can give ‘em D.P I'm gettin' head in the booth and I'm rappin' flows I've never been able to bust a nut unless I'm slappin' hoes When it comes to Graham screwin' a s*ut, I've got three fingers in her clam and two in her bu*t Starin' at ‘em with a zany morbid scowl My dick abuses the bushy colon like Chaney, George, and Powell Since I f**ed your girl I've been scratchin' constant Now she wants to tell me she has aids, I hope I have a Magic Johnson