BG Bullet Wound - Drill Team lyrics

[Intro] Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome for your halftime viewing pleasure From Kansas City, Missouri, the Strange Lane drill team! [Hook: Krizz Kaliko & Tech N9ne] We comin' to your town and then we take it over Handcuff her, better yet, you better hold her Shawty said she wanna kick it with a soldier (Bang, bang, bang!) That's what I showed her (Hey!) Make way for the drill team (Hey!) And the party we will bring (Hey!) Make way for the drill team She ain't out with you, cause we the real thing [Verse 1: Tech N9ne] Ladies and ho b**hes, you have just the entered The realm of the drillers, the punani k**ers, the hill of gorillas Let go your secrecy, let me go deep in the heart of it We have a team and yes, we really want you to be part of it Let's get it erotic, slept with and got it Next *, you spotted, for s** * * * Lookin' for a dick, (Legal) b**h for the whole trap That'll do me * * * hella tight with no strap Busters waitin' up for her, return, get no haps She come back to you with tricks, turn and for sho' tap So when I come back into your town, it's a throwback Cause you know she comin' right back around for the bosack You didn't know that, your little lady could hold that Now she follow my tour and you callin' her road rat We comin' to poke at chicks with mo' fat On yo' back, feelin' the drillin' after my show cracks [Hook] [Verse 2: ] Call me a drum major baby I will hold yo' sticks Hoppin off the tour bus with' about 4 b**hes now take yo' pick I must admit my n***as pimps be still respectable Put in a lil' bit o' thug in yo life come join the festival Lemme see yo breasticles you sumtin b**h show me love And I'll show you what this music plus weed and hemmy does I been around minneso' hoe so you know who and what we are A guaranteed pimp game ghetto super stars They on the boulevard travelin' smokin and drinkin' Here go yo tokin' you can blow and get hope for the weekend By the time it's ova' you'll be sober while we be rollin' peepin' On to the next botch pickin' out the next box Leavin yo' wet spot, wetter than ever No mo' chill b**hes no drums no seat on my leather Remember how I told ya how we like to roll and like to k** things The face down bottom up call us the drill team [Hook] [Verse 3: ] When I hit yo' city up on 40 deep on 40 deep (Yes!) Comin' out the tour bus we 40 deep we 40 deep (Yes!) I see you yankin' on yo' bian cause she notice me But don't be bankin' on that bianca she gonn go with' me I see you whinin' her yo dinin' here you timin her (Yes!) I see you puttin' yo' time in her yo' grind in her yo' dime in her (Sex!) Cause what you lack is why she f**in' with this big daddy And you just ashamed that I'm the one who keeps you b**h happy (Up back!) In New York City okaland, californidona (KAY!) On every married Keisha Cole with' dat trim stomach (GAY!) And she lovin on this n***a in this drill team Lil' momma's bare so she can't f** with the real thing (real thing) There's nothing to it do seduce it, fling it out (fling it out) Bring yo whiskey bring yo belvey go on bring 'em out (bring 'em out) So when in yo' city that lil' cutie love me Don't be mad cause she lovin' on this drill team [Verse 4: Krizz Kaliko] Let's give a trophy to the most pokin', most strokin' Poster from the postin' with the most hoes open Focus after the show kelly got mo' hoes open Tecca I'm da whip bangin with both doors open I'm a sam boy split them b**hes right in half boy And uhh tubsie wubsie I'm they bath toy rubber ducky Women love me, if you was me you wake up daily Holla calli baby how'd you get so lucky Hut (hut) henesy with one sprite with tac' in 'em and They feelin' alright and we pack in the magnum My routine ain't nothing but a group thing The eyes and the ooooohing for the viewing Fetish groupies you see Drill team drill that thing 'till that a** is soft (a** is soft) Phone ring then we at yo' door (at yo' door) Slow it down baby (take it slow) When the drill team come around She back fo' mo' heyyyyyy