Luftgangsters - f** BP lyrics

[Ze da Rio Gangsta] f** them b**hes, pussies, petroleum gushing b**hes, pussies, petroleum gushing Pipe busting real deep, I'm f**in off that gasoline Twinkle twinkle little star, buy that b**h a smaller car I don't blame the royalty but this shrimp kind of oily First we rig the world series, then we blow up rigs Then I f** your wife, your girl or your kids Busting on her in the water south of where you live My nig, you dig, too far, but your shovel weak We don't blog 'em this week, we just let the hoes speak Let the black gold seep, these ugly hoes be All up on my dick like these other hoes be We gon' see what's poking through this big blue C-cup Them nipples look pretty good to me, yup Whoever said we should let it be I can't fathom how deep I'm in sh** I'm stuck doing this week I'm in My fourth day of barely any sleep, should we f** them b**hes, pussies, petroleum gushing b**hes, pussies, petroleum gushing Pipe busting real deep, I'm f**in off that gasoline [Ca**o da Trigga] Uh, think I'm about to spill Might blow my top unless you slow down a lil' Holed up, loading Lebanese rocket trucks Waiting to spontaneously combust First I John Woo 'em with an all white dove Then I bust a nut on they tongue Distracted by they damn a** cuz my taste Syrian But my iambs stay so Shakespearian Flows mercurial, homies is couriers My trees furrier and my crude dirtier All slit pink when my pimp dick splitting it Spinning 'em they feelin it, y'all need some English Drinking forties, pinks we snorting fillin holes so links we sporting I meant golfing haters coughing, my style is something awful That you wasn't meant to swallow toxic Black hole south of Mexico, hot chocolate Chorus