Conceited Bastard

Conceited Bastard 歌词

歌曲 Conceited Bastard
歌手 Ras Kass
专辑 Rasassination (The End) (Explicit)
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作曲 : Austin, Juarez
Verse 1: I created verb-noun ??? (The most beautifullest shit)
I make up like foundation, now who you facing?
The waterproof emcee,
Ras blessed the mic faster than
Ramadan in mach 3
Get off my dick, nigga
And tell your bitch to come here
And stick your dick in your eardrum and fuck what you heard (Yeah)
Fa sheezy, articulate drama
Multiple lacerations between consecutive commas
I like my ill nana wet, my martini dry
Whippin' a
BMW 540-I (drunk driving Miss Daisy)
Devil in a blue dress packing heat
While I'm doing doughnuts in the middle of the street
My middle east metaphors motivate religious wars
Jah-hah (plus some other middle east dialect)
Get it popping like
Felicia and
Amhad Rashad
Keep my game face on like a goalie
So stick yourself,
Pretty Tony
Chorus: You, you are, you conceited bastard (8x)
Verse 2: (We still got some non-believers)
So I'ma drop the bomb
Like the one-armed wide reciever
See we be off the hook like (busy signal from phone)
Criminally insana, my brain do the
Macarena Attack the varicose vanity who spin cancer
Rhetorical question, a hypothetical answer
Wouldn't swallow my tongue at a seizure
Speak my mind at my leisure
Living singe with more hoes than
Khadijah And when
I'm bent, it's the circus without a tent
Clowning all baby-face ass niggas who love hoes and pay rent
Give a chicken six cents for
Gucci boots (Hell no!)
I rather mop the floor at a peep show
What part of "I'm the shit?" don't you understand? (Gooby bitch)
Your favorite rapper is a
Ras Kass fan
So, how many dykes do
I flip on the daily?
Many money, just give me plenty
Henny Remmy
Chorus: 8x again
Verse 3: (Well, that's true)
Damn, skippy
I put that on everything
I love Like when
Lucy was fucking
Ricky Got more stripes than
Adidas I'm cavy like fish fetus
See money snit and bullshit out-run cheetahs
Too much perputrating, not enough lyricism
Indo got you believing what your pen do
Faking pugilism, the evil you claim you and your man do
With a gloc, when you least likely to red dot a 7-up can
My man, understand,
I got connections
So much doe in my pocket,
I give my girl a yeast infection
I'm big-headed like babies with down syndrome
Is you a playa from the
Himalyas with
Jerome-rome
This one girl tried to
Billy Jean me
But I was wearing two rubbers
So name that nigga,
Whodini (laughing)
Controversal reversal, this is my planet
You just a
Reebok commercial
Chorus What, nigga, check, check, yeah
Uh, huh, yeah, yeah
This goes out to all the critics
You can suck the didick
Check this out for all the bitches to the radio
Don't hate me though, you don't know me
zuo qu : Austin, Juarez
Verse 1: I created verbnoun ??? The most beautifullest shit
I make up like foundation, now who you facing?
The waterproof emcee,
Ras blessed the mic faster than
Ramadan in mach 3
Get off my dick, nigga
And tell your bitch to come here
And stick your dick in your eardrum and fuck what you heard Yeah
Fa sheezy, articulate drama
Multiple lacerations between consecutive commas
I like my ill nana wet, my martini dry
Whippin' a
BMW 540I drunk driving Miss Daisy
Devil in a blue dress packing heat
While I' m doing doughnuts in the middle of the street
My middle east metaphors motivate religious wars
Jahhah plus some other middle east dialect
Get it popping like
Felicia and
Amhad Rashad
Keep my game face on like a goalie
So stick yourself,
Pretty Tony
Chorus: You, you are, you conceited bastard 8x
Verse 2: We still got some nonbelievers
So I' ma drop the bomb
Like the onearmed wide reciever
See we be off the hook like busy signal from phone
Criminally insana, my brain do the
Macarena Attack the varicose vanity who spin cancer
Rhetorical question, a hypothetical answer
Wouldn' t swallow my tongue at a seizure
Speak my mind at my leisure
Living singe with more hoes than
Khadijah And when
I' m bent, it' s the circus without a tent
Clowning all babyface ass niggas who love hoes and pay rent
Give a chicken six cents for
Gucci boots Hell no!
I rather mop the floor at a peep show
What part of " I' m the shit?" don' t you understand? Gooby bitch
Your favorite rapper is a
Ras Kass fan
So, how many dykes do
I flip on the daily?
Many money, just give me plenty
Henny Remmy
Chorus: 8x again
Verse 3: Well, that' s true
Damn, skippy
I put that on everything
I love Like when
Lucy was fucking
Ricky Got more stripes than
Adidas I' m cavy like fish fetus
See money snit and bullshit outrun cheetahs
Too much perputrating, not enough lyricism
Indo got you believing what your pen do
Faking pugilism, the evil you claim you and your man do
With a gloc, when you least likely to red dot a 7up can
My man, understand,
I got connections
So much doe in my pocket,
I give my girl a yeast infection
I' m bigheaded like babies with down syndrome
Is you a playa from the
Himalyas with
Jeromerome
This one girl tried to
Billy Jean me
But I was wearing two rubbers
So name that nigga,
Whodini laughing
Controversal reversal, this is my planet
You just a
Reebok commercial
Chorus What, nigga, check, check, yeah
Uh, huh, yeah, yeah
This goes out to all the critics
You can suck the didick
Check this out for all the bitches to the radio
Don' t hate me though, you don' t know me
zuò qǔ : Austin, Juarez
Verse 1: I created verbnoun ??? The most beautifullest shit
I make up like foundation, now who you facing?
The waterproof emcee,
Ras blessed the mic faster than
Ramadan in mach 3
Get off my dick, nigga
And tell your bitch to come here
And stick your dick in your eardrum and fuck what you heard Yeah
Fa sheezy, articulate drama
Multiple lacerations between consecutive commas
I like my ill nana wet, my martini dry
Whippin' a
BMW 540I drunk driving Miss Daisy
Devil in a blue dress packing heat
While I' m doing doughnuts in the middle of the street
My middle east metaphors motivate religious wars
Jahhah plus some other middle east dialect
Get it popping like
Felicia and
Amhad Rashad
Keep my game face on like a goalie
So stick yourself,
Pretty Tony
Chorus: You, you are, you conceited bastard 8x
Verse 2: We still got some nonbelievers
So I' ma drop the bomb
Like the onearmed wide reciever
See we be off the hook like busy signal from phone
Criminally insana, my brain do the
Macarena Attack the varicose vanity who spin cancer
Rhetorical question, a hypothetical answer
Wouldn' t swallow my tongue at a seizure
Speak my mind at my leisure
Living singe with more hoes than
Khadijah And when
I' m bent, it' s the circus without a tent
Clowning all babyface ass niggas who love hoes and pay rent
Give a chicken six cents for
Gucci boots Hell no!
I rather mop the floor at a peep show
What part of " I' m the shit?" don' t you understand? Gooby bitch
Your favorite rapper is a
Ras Kass fan
So, how many dykes do
I flip on the daily?
Many money, just give me plenty
Henny Remmy
Chorus: 8x again
Verse 3: Well, that' s true
Damn, skippy
I put that on everything
I love Like when
Lucy was fucking
Ricky Got more stripes than
Adidas I' m cavy like fish fetus
See money snit and bullshit outrun cheetahs
Too much perputrating, not enough lyricism
Indo got you believing what your pen do
Faking pugilism, the evil you claim you and your man do
With a gloc, when you least likely to red dot a 7up can
My man, understand,
I got connections
So much doe in my pocket,
I give my girl a yeast infection
I' m bigheaded like babies with down syndrome
Is you a playa from the
Himalyas with
Jeromerome
This one girl tried to
Billy Jean me
But I was wearing two rubbers
So name that nigga,
Whodini laughing
Controversal reversal, this is my planet
You just a
Reebok commercial
Chorus What, nigga, check, check, yeah
Uh, huh, yeah, yeah
This goes out to all the critics
You can suck the didick
Check this out for all the bitches to the radio
Don' t hate me though, you don' t know me
Conceited Bastard 歌词
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