Cause I get sicker than a syphilis dick And yo mama won't like my shit nigga Admit if you was sittin up in yo room hi Loaded up in yo tape deck ready
'mma lay, i'mma stay loaded up In my trunk I got the blow you up and it'll blow you up And the count goes [brotha lynch hung sends out shout outs til
) Nigga now I shit lyrics, but I can't use 'em, have your son Tripping brotha lynch hung loopin', They be off that bottle talkin' 'bout, "brotha lynch
get sicker than a sifilous dick and yo mama won't like my shit nigga admit if you was sittin up in yo room hi loaded up in yo tape deck ready to write
your chin Balls is on your chin, the pubic hairs is up your nose I'm that nigga that gives and you that nigga that blows [CHORUS] [Brotha Lynch:] Around
through the front door, blastin' And Lynch kicked down the back Operation: Peel-a-cap, you fools shoulda already had your gats loaded Cuz it ain't no
heat is a muthafuck, First Degree Oh First Degree so bound to the city, sittin' high lookin' down next up to the climax Stayin' deliciously loaded, quit
'mma lay, I'mma stay loaded up In my trunk I got the blow you up and it'll blow you up And the count goes [Brotha Lynch Hung sends out shout outs til
(feat. Phonk Beta, Zagg) [Lynch:] Now on my briefcase was some crumbled weed A pack of Saravegas and a 24 ounce O.E. Might as well skeez these couple
matter who you are nigga now I shit lyrics but I can't use'em have yo son trippin Brotha Lynch Hungs loopin (loopin) they be off that bottle talkin bout Brotha Lynch
love to watch my aura glisten, they still don't listen I...I got pot that's hot to trot, can't stop, won't stop I got Lynch Hung in my backseat sniffin
(feat. Loki) [Lynch:] Now I'm the type of nigga that'll leave a horse head in ya bed Sleep with ya wife, then commence to knifin' Get away clean with
(feat. E-40, First Degree, Twamp Dog) [Lynch:] The only one who ever saw my face, I must erase, had to get filthy dirty Left him in his driveway soaking
time, i shouldn't left you without a tight rhyme to step to think of all them weak ass albums you slept through well i'm yo medicine, sorry i kept you went to my brother
