J Lethal - Lap Dance lyrics

(Verse 1) Ass so fat I need a lap dance, I eat that p**y up like Pac-Man Ass so fat I need a lap dance, I eat that p**y up like Pac-Man Riding out, with my n***a Taevon It's a bright day, so i got my shades on All you n***as squares, just like a diagram n***as think they seeing me like I'm some type of hologram (Verse 2) Jay F. Tae, and the F would be for Fortitude Coldest rapper here, now watch me change the altitude f** with me wrong, then I am at your latitude Never have you seen a rapper of this f**ing magnitude n***a don't play, I'm more than you n***a don't play, I'm warning you I aim that gun, then execute, I'm flier than a parachute Bands a make her dance, she make that a** clap I rip her panties off and then I start to eat her snatch She bring that a** back, make it do a thunder clap Detroit my habitat, I'm the King, I'm running that Can't no n***a do what I do when I do what I do 'cause I do it so great Let's get this sh** straight, this is not a debate I operate to increase my wealth and intake Kicking n***as a**es, just like I was a Spartan And in case you didn't know, b**h I still be the Sergeant He so versatile, I swear he k** anybody song Sippin' on that double cup, no rest in peace to my Styrofoam Put that p**y in my face, it put me right where I belong I put this track to sleep just like some f**ing chloroform (Verse 3) Flow stay wet like the Mississippi River And I'll sign a contract, with the highest bidder You know me, instrumental k**er I take your song, remix your song, and eat your song for dinner I'm k**in' all these n***as, R.I.P to the competition I'm a kamikaze rider, I blow up like a cataclysm Flow is magnetic, all you n***as is pathetic And I put this track to sleep like my flow carry anesthetic f** all these n***as, no I'm not apologetic If I said it then I meant it, we can put it up and bet Still running sh**, hundred yard lane The way I treat instrumentals should be labeled inhumane Let me see you twerk, I give her the work Hit her G-spot and make her whole f**ing body jerk I test the p**y out, just to see if it will squirt Excuse my French because I know my lyrics might be overt, b**h I live in the clouds like the Angels do I'm chopped and screwed, I'm armed to shoot You ain't seen a n***a as raw as this since Wayne with Tha Carter 2 I'm sick with the flu, you a bugaboo I take yo' b**h, let's rendezvous I cook these n***as up like barbecue For the record I don't spit, I spew n***as think they on my level, clearly that is not true F-y-i, ain't nobody barking up my avenue Ass so fat, girl I think I need a lap dance Mind so wild, boy I think I need a cat-scan Stuntin' is a choice, and ballin' is a hobby Walk up to that n***a like what's poppin' kemosabe That choppa have ya lookin' like ya went through a tsunami No need for you to tell me 'cause I know my flow is Godly J Lethal, I had to show out for Dearth 3 All these n***as gettin' chin checked like a goatee k**ing track after track, guess I'm on a murder spree b**h, I am the Human Torch and you get burned to the third degree TrukFit on my back, Supras on my feet I could teach you how to stunt But still you wouldn't be able to compete She give me brain while I tweet Don't be mistaken, I'm unique My pockets steady flexin', hey b**h check out they physique