Z-ro - Drankenstein Bone lyrics

Bone, bone, bone (Z-ro) Ain't scared of yall n***as, matter of fact n***as better be scared of me! Mother f**ers, we're talking down from a safe place, but in my face Respect is what it better be Cause if it ain't I sizzle a n***a like an electric chair, bullet Proof body suit is what he best to wear King of the ghetto ent. is a murdering team I'm a doctor, and I'mma show you what surgery means! Hey, b**h, don't get my dick hard if you ain't gonna use it You already know I could never love you, I Just wanna see them titties and that pooty, Cause I turn a lacefront into a laceback Take this dick b**h or take eight stacks, You gotta pay for the dick to make pay tax s** until I decide to give your face back I'm from nutts hang all day boulevard That's a place where none of these n***as go Rest in peace to the late great H.A.W.K damn right my bigger bro Homie f** love, What I look like handcuffing a b**h? I'm tryna send her home And I much rather see a couple dollars out that b**h than my dick in the ho! Oh, that's your sister? who gives a f**!? I live the fight and I live to f**! A Five Deuce Hoova n***a that is a nutt p**y thats OK, but cash is a must! Yeah, I promise I'm hard to the bone, I leave a cereal bowl hole in yo dome! f** you and whoever you talkin to on your phone! Just gimmie a reason and your brains will be blown, blown, blown, blown! Chorus: Ain't scared of yall n***as, I'm bad to the bone, bone, bone, bone! If you don't wanna get f**ed up, then you better get gone, gone, gone, gone! And I don't love ya hoes, I just wanna bone, bone, bone, bone! If you ain't comin up out ya clothes then b**h get gone, gone, gone, gone! Ain't scared of yall n***as, I'm bad to the bone, bone, bone, bone! BONE! BONE! BONE! BONE! BOOONE! And I don't love yall hoes, I just wanna bone, bone, bone, bone BONE! BONE! BONE! BONE! BOOONE! (ShortDawg) (Yuh!) It's understood where fresh is at Hoes on my dick, like she next to bat I told boys Ima bring Texas back They call me Dale Earnhart how I wreck the track See I the best in-fact why these hoes mad at me? Can't bring me down, cause you know I stay fly I charge haters up like a low battery And put the dot on ‘em like a lower case i! see You know I skate by drop top when I peel out,I was raised by gorillas down to k** cops Recognize a real n***a, I fear not! Ill turn ya best friend into a teardrop! Ya chick bop, cause she knew I was on! Plus I copped the coop and I blew out the dome! I don't love hoes cause a few I did bone! Couldn't get a scent from me, if she knew my cologne! I keep the gun in my pants, n***as get to skating when we come with them vans (scram!) When they see what they're facing, they get to running and prayin! (amen!) And Plus im like E.Honda when it comes to these hands! When it comes to these hands! The made for caressing and counting, I got ya girl wet as a fountain! And now she undressing, and bouncing, and s**ing and ouching and texting about it! But I dont want ya chick, you can have her man! You know Short just like foreign freaks, I called my dawgs up and we ran a train, I guess she like bone thugs and harmony! Chorus: Ain't scared of yall n***as, I'm bad to the bone, bone, bone, bone! If you don't wanna get f**ed up, then you better get gone, gone, gone, gone! And I don't love ya hoes, I just wanna bone, bone, bone, bone! If you ain't comin up out ya clothes then b**h get gone, gone, gone, gone! Ain't scared of yall n***as, I'm bad to the bone, bone, bone, bone! BONE! BONE! BONE! BONE! BOOONE! And I don't love yall hoes, I just wanna bone, bone, bone, bone BONE! BONE! BONE! BONE! BOOONE! I'm in that Cadillac hollerin out, knick-nack-patty-wack, give a dog a bone! I know you got a man, but you need to call me when you're all alone! I'll be all alone, crawling chrome getting my mail man Carl Malone! Dropping screens, pick your role Betta watch your queen, cause these chicks is hoes You see my wrist is froze, she evidentally chose She wanna fly in the leer, she wanna sit in the rose Get in the shows while we're on tour, hop in the bus and now she on tour The girl he adore, let us tag team Heart Foundation (switch!) You see this bust out bracelet (ice!) You gotta spot me like im part dalmatian And girl Short not patient, So go bust it open like a bag of chips when the Magnum rips girl! Let me hit it from the back like I crashed the whip I got cash to flip so I'm trying to get that out ya! Then get you out, to the n***as that hop out then threw salt You dont really wanna see what this pistol bout cuz! Chorus: Ain't scared of yall n***as, I'm bad to the bone, bone, bone, bone! If you don't wanna get f**ed up, then you better get gone, gone, gone, gone! And I don't love ya hoes, I just wanna bone, bone, bone, bone! If you ain't comin up out ya clothes then b**h get gone, gone, gone, gone! Ain't scared of yall n***as, I'm bad to the bone, bone, bone, bone! BONE! BONE! BONE! BONE! BOOONE! And I don't love yall hoes, I just wanna bone, bone, bone, bone BONE! BONE! BONE! BONE! BOOONE!