Dyaz the Bringer of Love n Peace - Dat Buttah Swagtastic lyrics

[Hook: MAK] I'm cold blooded, and so rugged Them Pros love it, and do more than huggin I'm Big in public, she likes hiding that And put it somewhere your never found at When I'm around yall, I'm the whole ball Nobody can match this flow at all You put nothin in on this I'mma keep givin yall this dick Cause she diggin the way I feel She go down on ya girl like hills But she doin the same so chill She take strap-ons like a pill Man your girl is so just chill While she s** me like I'm Bill I'm so hard they say its ill And Don't need doctors my s** heal [Verse 1: Algernon] I popped a Molly gave that b**h a good lickin I gave her finish but let's start from the beginning I hit the club hard, leaving battle scars Lift the world Olympus an elevated bar You ain't about that relevance, you past tense I'm seeing in the future call it a seventh sense I'm bigger homie, call me a good year I'm hogging lanes you're a lame better steer clear You on some pig sh**, check on your gluttony But you ain't sending out your output is nothing B You see me leanin, I'm on my Pisa sh** I'm stickin' dick up in your b**h Enter The Dragon sh** I'm Jackie Chan stuntin' yeah I can do it all Bruce Lee karate choppin the greatest of them all f** a hater's lame, he'll never be a stunna I be a beast watch me unleash I keep it 3HUNNA She swim in pools, I leave her wet She's getting antsy, she asks what's next Just a little disco all inside of your wardrobe I'm all up in it getting with it super hit that combo Big leagues, I'm a big hitter Miguel Cabrera, I run home in her I'm existential, got deeper meaning I'm getting deeper in your b**h and you're catching feelings That instagram, you minute man You in that past lacking swag not in demand Smoking on that good, smoking all these bads Leave you're a** too burned up sittin' on that ash Higher than the alps, always sittin' at my peak You tried to elevate bars but showed that you're too weak Call me Algernon, the greatest ever done it I keep it 3HUNNA you ain't even at 1 hunnit [Verse 2: Yung Jello AKA Lemson] This verse is dedicated to Ariana Grande Yung Jello, favorite color is yellow See me on the streets and say hello Call of Duty 2 raps, shoot like Carmelo Forgot to mention my favorite drink is Mello Yello I got relish, but so it rhymes I'mm call it rello I love fat b**hes that's my f**in problem Na na na na try to stop em Word up to YOLO Swaggins, I'm Swaggin, YOLO YOU ONLY LIFT ONCE, that's the motto, YOLO So much gold in my mouth it's lookin like a Twinkie So much gold on my little finger but it's called a pinky Everyone asking me how to download my mixtape but I won't tell em They want the link but instead I give em the Zelda Shoutout to Mak and Teebird, they're my noodles Tell me a nice rapper and I responds with kudos But not that Jimmy f*ggot, he not even swaggin His mom still pushes him around the cul-de-sac in a red wagon Crew lookin like North, full of stars Every verse is a pole vault, raising the bar The best part of being a rapper is thinking of a rap name The worst part about being a rapper is coming up with rhyme words I'mma do me, so you just do you Uh RAP GAME BILL NYE THE SCIENCE GUY EPISODE IN CLASS DRINKIN MOUNTAIN DEW Always go Full Retard like I'm El-P Popped a Molly I'm sweatin, b**h smell me Fux wit it uh [Verse 3: Teebird AKA Master Destroyer AKA Conquerer of Worlds] I came in nuts like like my dick is shorter than it should Cuttin' down these money trees in the 100 dollar woods Popped my collar I'm swaggin', WHOO! Pop that a** then crack it, SHEW! My suicide doors on that new Accord make ya wan' k** yourself n***a please, I'm a young Denzel with my young gazell n***a why you babysittin' like 2 or 3 towels I been swimming in the p**y for like 2 or 3 hours You been skimmin' she been rimmin' on a n***a's sweet bowels f** around and have you on the morning news with the Matt Lauer b**h been frenchin' on a my potato log, n***a about to fry brains I'm in that weave like I'm making baskets, I'm riding the light-nang She ain't a b**h she a horse, n***a that's a bad dame I'm ballin' out like they tore my scrotum I'm wildin' out like the tied my fallopians If I get k**ed to d**h and they don't keep heaven open It was a hell of a life gun toting and weed smoking Anyways, hell is hot and my heat needs a stroking Yo keep it open, Teebird got it provoking Young Teebird still got got he heater like its a long winter Watch out for this woodgrain on the green slab You might get a Master Splinter I was at my house jerking to Louie Armstrong until my arms strong You can s** on my Richard, prior to me spewin' this fire Like Dylan, I met Jesus and he mowed my lawn And if you don't know what it is, it's almost Christmas And 8 squares getting popped with 64 rounds after put on the hit list And I been dissed on your top ten list Your crudentials are essential for you to even touch any pencil sh** is a landslide, sh** is a land tide And peers don't fall, and these tears don't call And even if I stall I'm still sitting and sh**ting Pop that heater the same way you pussies is popped off I sit here and I Stevie Wonder how you n***as is not off Ya'll motherf**ers got extra chromosomes Catch a comatose and make sure that chrome is close Because if I see you clowns, ya'll bozos are going downs Teebird got the heater, Alg got the towels Lemmy got the semi, Mak got the crack But you already know that we all got the mack Stupid malakas, ya'll ain't touchin' tatas [Verse 4: MAK AK-47 MAN, The Wordplay Assa**in] I'mma bad mitten i'll make sure u burn Whether you light it up or get past too When I looked her way I did learn, and she was bout as flat as gra** too I grab a** fool, I did my thang, she called me No Limit nickname The Tank I hopped on aboard and it did sank, pulled from the hip makin straight bank She gave me SF for an hour straight, Straight Face my n***a got taste When MAK NIKOVA hit the wind I made it rain like a club of tens Shes spending more, ridin round and gettin more, she s** with no flaw She finally doesn't need a straw, she drink cum for R & R No redrum but I do drum, beat it up again like it two songs But its 2 Towels, she keeps sayin O like she don't know other vowels Just like I tell my dealer, medicine now I'm a hired healer Or your head is a banana best believe that MAK the peeler Comin to a theatre, I'm watching a movie while I meat her Lil different from when I met her, she was your Girlfriend but I didn't sweat her Luckily enough she followed them letters M-A-K wrote none but I said it better Read up on it then reup homie DAT bu*tAH Swagtastic forever [Verse Fantastic: Lemson's Girly Corner's Crack-Addicted Feminist Rapper] Uh, f** yo anti-feminism sun, this Dyaz tha crack-addicted Twinkie Watching yo girl get hella satisfied as I sip on ma glamorous blinky James BROWN?? JAMES BRoOoOoWN!! 'Xpressing styles like a pony Sniffing macaroni, pepperoni and baloney, high of licking Kony Cuz, la-di-da-di, I rip sh** like yellow salami, yellow iced tea Yellow peanuts, yellow doorstep, yellow the main color of ma high tea I spit that feminist, anti-Hitler, anti-ScopeY, anti-Deutsch racists flow Errytime I cum through the chimney like Santa I be screaming at that ho Like "b**h I love you", dropping them eye compliments right thurr Cause errtime I get da crack and feminism on I be all like "swerve"