Carlos the Dwarf - 4 DA H8ERS lyrics

[Verse 1: Carlos the Dwarf] Yesterday I see you out f**ing a llama Calmer like a farmer while I focus on your momma Rolling in the deep, we're rolling in the cash Set fire to the rain, I'm cumming in her a** Her hair smells good But her corpse smells fresher Put her on ice, ice Baby under pressure You could think our rhymes are nasty First off, lastly I'm a lick your mom Like a god damn Gastly Damn our beats are first rate Carlos wanna get paid, get laid First date, don't wait get baked All day, all night party while the scene is aight Party at the scene tonight Swag [Verse 2: Ding Dong Fallujah Pants] Haters let us know We're a f**ing joke It won't be that funny when we f**ing with your hoes Peek throuh that window See us jizzing on her tits Ain't nothing funny when she's on that Sa**y spit Own this motherf**er, and b**h you get to watch Hard to understand haters on sa**y co*ks 45 minutes and we drop down a beat We're to busy raping all the b**hes on your street Got our label pay out, $40 million cash No time for pins, we spending that sh** fast All these haters on their knees, man they learn fast 9 mil in your mouth, 9 inches in your a** When I give you that look b**h you know I wanna Y'all heard of Breadbox? Many Iguanas My Glock or my co*k, it's up to you No teeth b**h, you know how Ding Dong do Your mom's a f**ing who*e, don't bother pulling out Dominate her an*s, that's what Sa**y's all about