Liberty City - Trill (Prod. By J.B. Beats) lyrics

Verse 1; Ball so hard motherf**ers call me Larry Peter Piper picked a couple b**hes and they hairy Bend the b**h over and I stuff it in her dairy Airing out the whip while I'm smoking all this Mary I don't give a f**, Sippin Rose, We k**ing them Watching Eddie Murphy, Popping bottles, Never spilling them f** a local rapper, Texas Trill, Cause we trilling them Rhyming like a waiter, All these rappers I am billing them b**h I went and copped Dragonball on Blu-Ray Homie call me Roshi, Trunks and Frieza on three way Tiny f**ing pants, Like a f*ggot, But I'm not gay f** a ho head, Till she need that cherry throat spray Tall gla** of orange juice, Eggo in the toaster f**ing with a Toddler and I take it out the holster Fo-Fo to yo head, Printing off some Missing Posters My b**h got an a** that I use like a coaster [Hook] So b**h it's f** Jesus Only triggers what I'm squeezing Smoking sh** that keep me wheezing Till I die like Steve Jobs Eat this Beat like Rick Ross Trill till I kick rocks Trill till I kick rocks Trill till I kick rocks. [x2] Verse 2; Celadon City with a Bayleaf and Crocanaw Every Gym Badge, b**h I stunt while I f**ing ball M84 Grenades, Hit that b**h with my master ball Flow is f**ing cold, Something kind of like Montreal Hit these f**ing trees till I look like Sonny Bono Got my straight b**h eating p**y like a h*mo f** your Gucci, f** your Louis, Motherf** your Polo Sipping got me slow. Going in purple slow mo I look like Justin Bieber, Swag off the meter f*ggots think they hard, Till they hear me click the heater Got a main b**h, She Rihanna, So I beat her Got another b**h, Look like Dahmer, So I eat her Home of the Goodburger Can I take your order? Serving drive bys, And Mack 11's to your daughter b**h I'm Texas Trill, But I'm living in Kentucky If you try to come at me, b**h you better hope you lucky [Hook]