[Intro] That’s word My ex bitches be colluding and shit Yeah I'm Thugga F. Baby the F for pharmaceutical I’mma touch the sky and get the clouds in my cuticles Call me Thug, hoes call me Thugga Dick long as Louisville Sluggers They done jammed up a nigga album Can’t get it out like I stutter Cash cow, unsqueezed utter Free will and Free Lovin Freestyle I ain’t write nothing Spur the moment like Tim Duncan Push start just one button Trampoline; how I get it jumping Finger fuck her now she just a Muppet Pressed to blow me; now she just a trumpet Eyes up, nigga I’m a oven Acid in me nigga like a stomach Real big how a nigga done it My pallbearer’ll be Paul Bunyan More teardrops than four onions My tall hoe got no flaws Midget hoe she got shortcomings Passed her off like church money Shake it up just like I had a seizure C-notes like Synesthesia Hair trigger no Alopecia It get messy like Argentina Park and met her by the parking meter Stroke and eat her while he smoking reefer Talking shit just like a grocery eater Thugga Baby more close to genius Than ¡Ay, caramba!'s and four eureka's I coast by Costa Rica, and kill em all like open season Mama waiting for a Oprah meeting Make me ask “Is this ya king?” His throne room got open seating Codiene got me over sleepy, my bitch’s eggs be over easy Got shawdee wetter than The Coral Reef an she swallow pride and swallow semen I’m the truth and you white Jesus, went through hell and was sightseeing To Martin dream I’m a light sleeper, that’s on the hood like tag readers No tampon my eyes bleeding, deviled eggs don’t summon demons I’m hot headed like running fevers, run a train on one ya divas We in hell like a nigga breathing, selling white no sunscreen an I got next like mind reader, deuce deuce no Derek Jeter Bad bitch from Montego, chair me up like assigned seating My twin sister in all cheetah, my exes hoes is all cheaters Back stab like meat cleavers, Freddy, Jason and Jeepers Creepers Run from me when they get to dreaming Went shopping for something to speed in Totaled that; Pam Keisha Keema Mr. felony and Misdemeanor Taking over while I’m bumping Ether My hood up no grim reaper I’m a egg head, it’s a long easter Got old cheese like cold pizza Heads up like nose bleeding From the top I’m centimeters Father son and the phantom ghost Thugga Baby I’m Trap Jesus [Outro] Two Blunts Gang
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