Budd Dwyer - Vietnam lyrics

[Verse 1: Ruby da Cherry] You can catch me chillin' with the polar bears Bogus, f**ing jokes on us s**a punch Dat dare sweatshirt wearing mothaf**a $crim Scarier Ric Flair been there done jack Sack full of cash Backpack of hash Grab that stash and dash There ain't never a clash Rip a flash Swallow ya soul through a flask Grab that mask and never look back Black plague sick Oh wait i meant to say slick Pissin' on his missin' MRS Dippin' the tip in the grip And sipin' glory, tippin' maury It's a f**in' secret story Kinda boring, yeah (UH) Stormin' in the southeast sh** it's really pourin' But i'm snorin' Hit the alarm clock While my stocks in farm blocks Gets hot, like a pot On the f**in' stove oven top [Verse 2: $lick $loth] Ridin' solo, through Kyoto With four hoes, I'm a no show For more shows, wanna tango Drinkin' faygo, maybe mango Got a tan ho, couple tan bros Make a fan go, to the van ho f** her mouth til the tears start pourin' out I'm just chillin' eating pizza in a foreign house Quiet as a mouse, plottin' on a spouse Whats this all about? (I don't even know) Only thing i know is that im throwed Sippin' and spillin' Villians is chillin' Eatin' on children It's Scrimmy the villian Got penicillin Munchin on Chili's Pop a few willies Pop a few pillies Bite a few tities With my homeboy timmy Grippin' on semis