DJ Hoppa - DFUOB7 Entry lyrics

Walk in the door, and the air gets cold Third victim of the day, got a blunt rolled, story unfolds When I see the c*nt rolled, up in a ball, I'm told That she's f**ing crazy, that makes two, “get in the trunk hoe” She jumps up, like morning wood, grabbed a fork and stood In a battle position, a mission to get me through the door if she could We stood there for like five minutes, til she jerked forward With that fork and hit me in the thigh with it, but I'm twisted So I took my strait jacket that I wore cause it was chilly Wrapped it around her head, grabbed a pan and then I slapped her silly She grabbed the TV remote like a knife and said she's gonna k** me Kicked her off me, and started suffocating her with a couch cushion She's now pushing me on my back, she lunges forward Then I just launch my arm out and smack her in the mouth She changes direction and crashes, into a hat rack She's knocked out, I stand there laughing Called my client, I said to him “I got your girl alive, I think” time to think On what I'm gonna do now, but sh**, this b**h is screwed now Take her to this guy so she can get chewed out and I can get paid Better keep his half of the deal, If it gets halved then I'm real pissed Somebody's a** will be k**ed, if somebody's gotta ask bout my sk**s You'll physically no longer be able to ask if they will Tied the b**h up, and I tried to pick up Her body, but my body's not in shape, better get the trolly And make, a motherf**ing escape, gee golly I'm baked Did an Ollie in skate, and that sh** got me in space Wheeled that b**h to the truck, and threw that b**h in the back My pitbull's sitting in front, because that b**h wants a snack... Threw the trolly next to my hostage, My body pauses, I'm kinda nauseous She must've sacked me cause I got an aching sausage But then she jerks up and tackles me, I kinda lost it We somehow roll into the kitchen, I stick her hand in a freakin blender Take the mangled fingers and eat them like they were chicken tenders “Hold it bub” she smacks me with her bloody nub Funny huh, she pins me on the ground next to her fireplace Still high, while we're rolling all over the entire place Not exaggerating, I mean higher than the empire state I can barely feel her punches, All I hear is the percussion I see a splash of my blood hit, my numb fist, f** this I'm about to pa** out like football when their out of bounds Gonna fade away like anorexic girls when their out of pounds She's happily b**hing like dogs when they're out of pounds I see a gun, but it's useless, it's out of rounds Couple of minutes pa**, I'm pa** out and found Buried next to a preschool, no longer around