Nacho Pica**o - Tutankhamun lyrics

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Nacho Pica**o - Tutankhamun lyrics

[Verse 1] Count Dracula, my b**h is Elvira The Bride of Frankenstein, that's my secret admirer Suicide capital, we think like al-Qaeda Giving b**hes the deuces 'till they think I'm Rob Schneider My b**h got a shiner, I'm known to never mind her And yea I'm into fashion, all my d** are designer Breaking these b**hes back like the Steiner Recliner I'mma open her up, cause I'm the headliner I came in her eye now you see how love blind her New lizard kings see the ghosts of Seminoles Octop**y's tentacles wrapped around my genitals Takin' shots of pinnacle, I'm toasting to my testicles Listening to Mystikal while puffin on my minerals Chillin' with domestic hoes, sniffing blow, she missed her nose Naked now, she missed her clothes, takin pics, she love to pose And she think she love the pole, takin' dick is all she know And that kush is all we grow, so bammer is not optional Blow me like a popsickle or get up off my obstacle Hoarse I'm on course, got that hammer like I'm Norse My horse is a Porche, I drive hammer like I'm scorched [Hook] Me and Tutankhamun got a lot in common I'm a young pharaoh and I'm rapping off the aman I'm looking like Common, I be rappin' with the shamans My portrait says wanted, my fortress stays haunted [Verse 2] These n***as wanna hurt me, they b**hes want to harp me But they don't disturb me cause I don't have a heart beat Bad a** yellow boy, just like Bart be Strapped like her car seat, puffin' that parsley Married with Children -- your b**h look like D'Arcy You live in a RV I ball like Steve Harvey Dressed like Marcus Garvey, so the b**hes wanna party The b**hes wanna party cause I party like I'm Charlie Sheen on the scene, I be drugged up and tardy Worm, fresh to d**h, like you dug up my body I grew up in the hood but I'm stuckup and snotty My n***a brought this girl, and his girl yelled shotty Now I'm in the carpool, fin to run a trolly She just popped a molly so she s**ed me like a Jolly Rancher, I'm the answer Fifty-Fifty ball like cancer I turn your a** to Casper, yelling free my n***a Jasper My girl supposed to be fastin', but tell me f** her faster I dog the broads, I hog the blogs My name be in the mouth like cotton gauze Or rotten Nas, they hatin' cause they haagen dazs (soft)