Joseph Costello - Slopps the Kid lyrics

The brownest rapper since your average lightskin I called you back, but your dial tone was my only greeting Im peaking, hes leaving ; its (20 past 12) and for f**s sake youre on the ground sleeping Funny how life seems to change That was reverse optic preference of your perception, its best if you were to snicker that you slept in Im exceptionally accepted when it comes to these fat hoes with easy access Your bestfriend just so happens to be the f*ggot, who backstabbed your career with a sharp dagger Youre not sh**, youre naggers Smoke away, a smoky haze begins to stay, around ya knogan like ya old f**ing gramps toupee hat Doubie tray, should he stay? i dont know how bout a pack of f**ing mint invaded cigarettes to stray his daze Shady babes, praying better days ; ladies no light but got every shade ; daddys perfect ace (lately friends are flirting) like i got f**ing money stash hidden in my a** So f** you, and f** this and f** fame and f** biz Sing it to me as i ring up the doc, cause its that very pattern that got moms hooked on oxycotton well No sleep, no f**, no problems well S-L-O-P-P-Y-S x100