Rappy McRapperson - 64 Bars lyrics

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Rappy McRapperson - 64 Bars lyrics

I wake and put on my make up And pick up a baby and give it a shake up A minute of time lemme take up - spitting these raps Lady gadiva. with lively saliva Ill hug you hold and a squeeze you El Mira Higher than piles of tires on firs A Martian into arson. on a magic carpet Park it. at the market. barking, in the dark marching So ghostly, rep the left coasties So wet and toasty. cut off my coat sleeves Stayin low key, paying fat girls to choke me Strap on and poke me- the bu*tholes are soapy Im down with crips Im cool with the bloods I pull prison stints slangin dick to the thugs Got plenty of d** feeling Funny like Doug I open that cabinets got 64 mugs Bars bars 64 bars A big a** garage holds 64 cars Statues of me watched by 64 guards My monster ding dongs 64 inches hard Ill bake you a cake 64 cups of lard Then beet up your face give you 64 scars 64 stitches for 64 b**hes Testing your game its got 64 glitches Jump in ivy and get 64 itches While your digging ditches Im sipping on citrus As the The lord is my witness..my ding dongs the thickest Open the coup its 64 chickens Just lick it. meth and extacy In to dudes into wresting/ Ease up. lets grease up Tilt that big bu*t. up Dont wipe it, lets bu*t f** in the muck Lick the fun cup an*s prolapsed I fill it with tucks Ill s** a dog dick for a thousand bucks- I s** at rap, my flow is garbage I won't quit my day job hoeing by the harbor You s** at rap even worse than me You have disgraced your family So k** yourself ---jump of a bridge Go to the grocery and choke on the figs Your dick is sh**--- my dick is big I shave my pubes and wearem as a wig Im a no limit soldier----- smoking on folders Your dick is like skully. my dick is like moulder Im older, just turned 18 least week A legal adult breaking laws when i speak Making sqauks when i pee.--- crying when I poo Married to Jennifer tilly I do? Divorced her, she got the porshe I swim with the dolphins with the dorsels So courjel eating morsels shake your torso- Till your 4 toes forgo where the floor goes Even more so. till your pores explode on these mortals Hears a quarts Call em forever forevor Played on repeat in the gates of heaven I s** dicks the best, you s** dicks the worst I make these jerks come up fat suirts on my shirt You make dude dicks hurt, you use your teeth You s** at Bjs and you smell like a queef Your bu*t smells like beef. salute the chief No peace till I'm deceased smoking weed with Jesus It pleases the lord. please make me a spirit A reverend, transparent, a ghost in heaven I see the light Jesus Christ And walk into the vortex of afterlife