Zuse - Eww Eww Eww (Remix) lyrics

[Zuse:] Look 'pon me, look [T.I.:] Thugga, I'm k** one of these s**ers p**y a** n***a can't tell me nothing Beat a n***a head with a Louisville slugger Shoot a n***a dead then feed him to the gutter Beat him, like a little b**h I treat him It's on, on sight, like this I greet him Pow! Talk that sh**, n***a, now Get your a** gunned down, n***a, this my town, I run it s**a n***a know he don't want it Ain't nobody gon' keep me from walking up on it n***a love running 'round talkin' tough, don't he? Pray to God, may I die, let 'em fly on my opponent Hol' up, we will roll up, hop out of that Corolla Spitting this AK outchea, at your chest until it blow up Cause, you are so done, absolutely no one Can save you from the wrath I'm bringin' to yo' a**, I'm goin' In on you and everyone you knowin' I ride on you till no end, you ain't even gon' know when I suffocate you, smother you, I ain't gon' leave you no wind Everybody know you ain't got no win, cause I'm Known to clown, hit the town, kick your door in I'm lookin' at the hammer, barrel end at your end Put dough in the back 'fore the thang start blowin' The yop get goin', splatter your brains on the floor, I'm like [Young Thug:] Eww, eww, eww Eww, eww, eww, eww What you gonna do when I pull up on you, n***a? (I don't know, I don't know, I don't know) p**y n***a know that he a cat like Tigger (For sure, for sure) Beat the p**y n***a with the baseball bat Pull up with them F&Ns comin' out the hatch p**y mothaf**a scared to say it to my front So I'm blowin' out his back Point it at his liver, make the n***a reconsider Bands in my pants got me lookin' a little bigger Red just like Elmo but I never f**in' giggle You can s** my pickle for a nickel Eww, eww, eww Eww, eww, eww, eww [Zuse:] Catch a motherf**er at the stop light Point, point, point, hold the Glock tight Yeah, I'm bout the spinach, boy, Popeye n***as want beef, where my hot fries? Cross me, n***a, get baptized Yes, motherf**er, I'm the bad guy Blow you away like a landmine - dead, flatline I'm a God and I put that on mankind, huh Bullet turn you into stop sign, huh Swat a p**y n***a if he that fly Light a n***a up, me no talk and beg Crack a n***a up like the yolk out a egg Smoke a n***a out like an ounce from a dread These n***as straight p**y, ain't vouchin' for them Ice cold n***a like a motherf**in' gem Branch out, n***a, like a motherf**in' stem Cut a n***a off, ain't tied up for them Tell a b**h n***a I'm fire with the pen Lay a n***a down, watch him die at the end Four-five n***a, it's a nine, that's a ten p**y on my dick, you and I and my friend Which one of ya'll wanna try this again? Which one of ya'll wanna try me again? Big body six, I'm high in the Benz Flippin' the flow, on timin' again Riggidy ruggidy rhymin' again p**y n***a, it's applying to him V-I-P, ain't no line in for him f** around, n***a, your chances are slim Flexin' on 'em, exercise in the gym Ballin' on 'em, got my hand in the rim [Young Thug:] Eww, eww, eww Eww, eww, eww, eww