Frugas & Simpson - Back For More lyrics

[Verse 1: Simpson] (Free Joy Gordon) I'm the super duper trooper Walking like an oompa loompa Kicking booty, taking names Get your girl, 'cuz I might scoop her Back for round two, sweet lemon brown If we ever fight, you know what's going down I eat wasabi day and night Going places left and right And you know my pants are tight When I jump, I catch flight Eat ten servings hashbrowns at Waffle House I smell like springtime meadows You smell like sauerkraut I drive around the city Because I got a permit You drive around no where Because you smell like an*s I got a shaved head but only in the back I'm pretty hardcore but I don't smoke crack Swattin' mosquitos, sipping on ice'd tea You like this diamond incrusted 5 karat ring? I got it for free (2x) I fight everybody and they don't sue me I eat raw meat, while I lick those feet Walking 'round naked in my brand new cleats This beat is pretty raw, yeah I kinda like it I see e'rybody dancing, yeah they can't fight it Step to the beat one foot out the door You better watch out 'cuz I'm back for more (3x) Yeah [Verse 2: Finn Miller] I don't ghost write, I'm not like Drake Eating all these rappers like black pepper steak Hey I'm sorry Drake, but you got an issue I'm sick of all your rhymes, If you died I wouldn't miss you Staying at the top, of the rap game All the silly haters, think that I am lame Ha Ha haters, you can sit and pout I work all day, like a boy scout When you listen to this track turn it up loud Like Microsoft Cloud, and my parents are proud Yeah, I got my boys behind me 8th Grade was the best shoutout to Mrs. Heine The Big Bad Wolf is at it again Here to eat your cookies, and then eat your kin Slide the door open so I can come in Oh, I wasn't invited? I'm leaving then But you're missing out on a fantastic fellow I'm not to hype, but I'm not to mellow A'ight, I guess I'll go walking out the door Best be warned, I'll be back for more [Verse 3: Frugas] All white quilt and I'm laying in my bed You know I ain't cheap, 1000 count thread Sliding down the street in my new bobsled I got a girl with me, this sled is co-ed Feeling good tonight almost like I'm unstoppable If I'm rapping to fast call the freaking constable Seriously bro, how is this plausible I didn't understand until I put on my opticals It's not that hard, I'm just that dangerous After this song, consider us famous All the clothes I wear on my body are stainless Listen to these words and you'll realize they're ageless Long and skinny legs, just like Inspector Gadget All you other rappers can pre-order your casket Swimming in the beat man I need a life-jacket I'll arrive to your funeral in my white sports jacket I know I'm not wack, but i'm sure I can rap Eating a Snack Pack with Jack on my back Step back quick or you will get smacked It will definitely make a sound like "thwack" My friend Jack has a yack on his backpack As long as you don't get close it probably won't attack So keep it real smooth, If you don't want war But you better be warned we'll be back for more