John Liquor - John(Freestyle) lyrics

I'm in love with Iggy Azalea, f** Nicki Minaj If this was The Big Bang Theory, she would play Raj Take a hike, go on the Hajj You might be a Titan, but I'm a Dodge Man, f** the world until that b**h gets AIDS She's got a ponytail, but I like her with a braid I'm an unsigned rapper, so I don't get paid I'm an ugly a** virgin, so I don't get laid You don't know me, but I feel like we're homies So get on your knees and blow me I'm bringing back lyrics so sulfuric They'll burn not only your skin but your spirit You'll get your feelings hurt, even if you didn't hear it I'm gonna beat up everyone in Odd Future And leave all 32 of them in suitures, I'm a lyrical shooter This is a hybrid theory, I wanna f** Siri Her story's very "touching" The kind that leaves you both teary and weary I'm very violent, you can't get me silent Silent Hill or Silent Night, I'm jerking off tonight I don't have a crush-I'm jerking off TO NIGHT I'm done, never again, girls have terrible taste in men But I have good taste in girls, I like good tasting girls I love to freestyle and I keep getting better My mixtape can get her p**y wetter This sh** bangs like a Beretta Oops! I did it again, Britney, I wanna be more than just friends I wanna stick it in your rear end John's in the house, so shut your mouth as I pull my dick out Let's f**, s**, and swallow, too, I'm sick You would've thought I had the flu Tha Carter was the best, Calista saw me looking at her breasts "I don't mean to stare at your chest But I love your bulletproof vest!" I don't wanna stay, The teacher must be in love with me, I'm there after school every f**ing day! f** you, Aaliyah Schaffer, f** you, Aaliyah Schaffer I wanna f** you, Aaliyah Schaffer and stick your oozing little p**y in my mouth I'm gonna make you jizz until you pa** out Girl, I'm the sh**, I'm gonna pop your p**y like a zit If you don't know, this is a motherf**ing dope rhyme I came twice this morning, to big booty p**n both times That sh**'s as addictive as coke lines This isn't a guess, it's a bongo They're hungry for more, they must've been to the Congo This is more than just a song, yo A Zenith, not a Sanyo, I'll give you Mono The kissing disease, Freeze! Get on your knees And s** my co*k! it's pronounced Iraq, not " I Rock" But I rock and I rap like 2Pac It's just me against the world, baby I ate too many chicken nuggets, I think I'm gonna hurl, baby Pull up to the club on Forgiatos Agnostic Christianity's my motto I'm confident like Demi Lovato A dreamchaser like Meek Mill, but I didn't win the lotto I heard money can ruin your life Buggattis in the garage, fine a** wife Every day counting cash, rolling dice f** that, I'd rather use food stamps just to buy a box of rice But they said we were doing too well to be poor I guess it's just a Hunger for More This won't cut it, cut it, cut it That dick is way too long, you need to cut it! That coke is way too strong, you need to cut it! I never sold coke, I never sold Pepsi At the gas station, where they're too peppy Wearing a sweater vest, you're too preppy It's a Wonderful Life, but it's really not, it turns out I'm a robot Sleeping on a cot, jerking off into a cup of Mott's Freshly squeezed Apple sauce, I'm A Boss like Rick Ross And Meek Milli, pippin' wheelies while ridin' through Philly I'm a Real One, Kweli, I'm gonna steal one, Really, Really, Really I'm gonna make me a Milli, billi, trilli Have everyone who doubted me looking silly Everybody wants to blame me, frame me, and shame me For sh** I didn't do I'm not gonna shoot you, I'll stick the bullets right into you What are you finna do? Oh, you wanna argue, dude? I feel like Nasty Nas performing "Live At The Barbecue" You know you're cool when the dogs bark at you DMX and Snoop D-O-Double-G Girl, I need some company, are you f**ing me? I don't mind if you don't, I just wanna know in advance If I should bring an extra pair of pants or an extra pair of hands Goddamn! I'm motivated like Jeezy, dedicated like Weezy White people are guests in the house of hip hop, I'm about to get it renovated Mad sk**s, I have already demonstrated I never had money, so I went and made it I'm so damn fly and these motherf**ers hate it, rate it 0 to a million, I'm making a k**ing, Chief Keef, making a drilling In the Days of Our Lives, all these rappers are all my Children I'm chillin' I got my swag back, XXL, I got my mag back I'm a nonsense rapper, Gnicka pleh Haluna, I'm the Big Kahuna And it couldn't happen sooner Generation Y, f** a baby boomer Back in my day, nah, this is my week Winning freak on a winning streak, I'm a nerd, I'm a geek I'm a dreamchaser like Meek I'm a fan of 8 Mile, not Wild Style Why did Aaliyah not pick me over Kyle? I'm hardened, all that motherf**er does is smile, he's vile He makes me wanna yak, watch what you say behind my back Or to my face, you thought you could escape But you're just running in place, I wanna get a case And cum on Tove Lo's face, I finish fast like I'm winning a race Twerk that a** so fast, sweat cums out ya pores Moan for me like Katy Perry, I wanna hear you ROAR So loud, it shakes the place, I'm gonna cum on your face You'd probably run a semen sample just to have a taste I wanna creep and sleep and go deep and freak On the freakin' weekend with a girl who's Puerto Rican I like tall girls, small girls, call girls, spring girls, fall girls And summer girls with a cute face, fat a**, and big tits Im gonna pop that p**y like a zit, with cream, too She's a freaky animal, but not an emu Romeo and Juliet? Nah, a girl named Aaliyah I get a bo*er when I see ya I'm addicted to that a** like a drug from Colombia I don't know if I have the right accent I nailed it, but I'm pretty sure I haven't I'm pretty sure I was called weird by that motherf**er Gavin Kuntz? Nah, c*nts, it's what he wants And all I want is Kiomara, we're getting married tomorrow I love her bush, just ask George Ms. Clinton's great with foreign affairs, just ask who*es (like Melania) This mixtape is a movie, it's gonna drop like a booty Pop like a booty, be hot like a booty, but it's not like a booty It's bigger and more complex Some tapes are simpler than mom on mom s** Don't ask me how I do it, I can't remember And when it comes to Wu-Tang, I wish I was a member My flows are cold like December I'm on the basketball court, shooting free throws with 3 hoes Steph Curry's about to get sh** on Rap is something I will never quit on Molly is a drug I'm afraid to hit on But I think about her wet and naked If you wanna do p**n, then let's make it If you wanna twerk, then shake it No girls know me or wanna blow me You remind me of something, you gotta show me Shout out to Kid Ink, a real L.A. Homie I wanna f** Demi in a hemi while she's drunk off Henny and Remy, I'm gonna be famous And squirt cum on Kylie Jenner's an*s, I'm shameless And I don't give a f** what your name is Unless it's that Sarah Hyland s*ut We could start a Modern Family and watch the number of kids start Pilin' up f** everything except for money, rap, and magazines Especially Barely Legal ones with sticky teens These are my sticky dreams Like the one where Haley wanted to swallow my cream Not as big as wanting a black man and white man on the same team, but she IS a dream like Marissa Kraemer I'm gonna get her pregnant in Business Cum-Munications and blame her, murder her p**y and frame her Cute girl with blonde hair and a fat a** We're taking an oral exam in math cla** Kissa's short, sweet, and stacked I wanna throw dough on her tits like a pizza rack I love your a** in shorts, leggings, and jeans Damn, she's a queen I'm so trippy, I stumble over my own feet I don't produce, I would mumble over my own beats I'm a rapper, comedian, and actor Not a rich rapper or b**h slapper I'm a dick jacker, Mick Jagger That's my middle name I ain't got no ceilings in This b**h, call me Lil Wayne My Tape is a movie, but it's a documentary, Lil Game My haters are my motivators, this tapes coming out later I'm getting tatted up, Monster Ink like I'm Sully and I'm a savage on the Mic(Get it? Sully and Mike?) I might just whoop your a** into a cast I bless with my autograph No one f**s with my Liquor Gang staff DJ Millz, Josh Miller, Feminem, plus me? Trust me You don't want beef, even if you're not a vegetarian Don't think I'm done just cuz the credits started rolling When I was two, I broke my leg bowling, I'm doling Whatever that means, I do it She's got a big, brown booty, and I wanna screw it