Celph Titled - Cocks**a lyrics

[J-Zone] Get those ballls, out of yer jawwws {"co*ks**er!"} Yo I'd like to take this time to thank y'all for that J-Zone hatred All that critical acclaim sh**, I ain't think that I could make it Critics, and hip-hop purists give me crap They want "Bottle of Whup Ass" I gave 'em Boss Hog rap Fickle fans I can't funk with y'all Rather have your lil' sister play a flute solo on my balls! And they say life's a b**h, that never takes her clothes off So I'm quick to feed her a dickwich and a side order of coleslaw [Celph Titled] You know I'm laughin when I hear Celph Titled can't rap for nothin And you right cause if I'm spittin it's at least 3500 And that's, per bar, by far as real as it gets So spread rumors, talk sh**, see the limp I walk with b**h? They got a problem when I spit usin these raw words But I'm a Hog 'til I die, out my mind, I'm absurd I prefer you come see me you got a problem with it co*ks**er I'm a Glock buster with clips for the critics, sheeeit {"Watch it co*ks**er!"} [J-Zone] And I love it when y'all say I fell off {"co*ks**er"} yup Regression's my middle name now s** a dick or cut a check But even when I'm 84, boy my dick will still stretch From Hong Kong to Hollis and my wife'll be in college 19 and s**y and a real {"co*ks**er"} Like my ex did for me but when she serviced other brothers I learned, you can't trust a hoeslaw So for now all I let that b**h touch is this dick and that door [Celph Titled] Now back home they all be lovin me so f** a {"co*ks**er"} Who talkin sh** about Tampa, we'll put a gun to your mother And f** her raw with no rubbers so cold hug a {"co*ks**er"} Let her know that you love her, peep where I skeeted on the sofa cover It ain't over slugger, I love the speculations On my confrontations yes I've been stompin faces we mobbin haters Made more cash off rap than you can imagine {"co*ks**er"} And me and Zone got the best coats at dog show pageants co*ks**er {"co*ks**er!"} {"co*ks**er"} [J-Zone nursery rhyme] Ho, ho, ho you b**h, quickly down the track Pimpin and pimpin and pimpin and pimpin, it's time to get my cash {*cash register sound*}