Stan Manson - Rosie O'Donnell lyrics

[Chorus] Damn I'm a rapping a** motherf**er Who are you? You're a sensitive motherf**er Damn I'm a rapping a** motherf**er Who are you? You're a sensitive motherf**er [Verse 1: Dr. Colossus] Uh, this that Seven Figure Sound This that sh** invite your clique when all your parents out of town This that sh** invite your chick when ain't nobody else around This that sh** that make her sh-sh-shake that a** onto the ground b**h I'm balling, all in, all my homies trippy still ain't falling Falled off, b**h you know we hauling, we done hauled a**, hauled cash Now we about to cash in like we Ca**ius Pushing weight like Precious [Verse 2: Stan Manson] Thirty bad b**hes on my dick like I'm Jesus Love me that p**y and the girls that done please us Catch a hit from your boy, if they sees us Never f** my money up, I hit you with my Prius Nicely priced though Race war, I'm the master with the f**ing Lambo Pull up in the bando, post up with extendos Land of milk and honey for those fiends with the dope nose Manson family flow, leave your body limp sh** Never smack nobody with that f**ing pimp wrist Stop asking Stan why he can't rhyme better Your girl told me she wished you could f** better I got feta, in my back pocket King like Arthur, go play with your Polly Locket [Chorus] Damn I'm a rapping a** motherf**er Who are you? You're a sensitive motherf**er Damn I'm a rapping a** motherf**er Who are you? You're a sensitive motherf**er [Verse 3: 6DB] This is it, here we are Visions heavy, can't see too far Cups filled, stomach same [?], to the brain I've got this ho, she got these pills If I take them I won't feel All black Benz, filled with dreams Junk Squad, we go in Life of sin, still win Lungs black, heart black, so black Black Cadillac filled with fiends and a forty strap You know where we stay at Poke your nose around here I'll serve you up for dinner, Swiss Chalet affair [Verse 4: Jerk Tasty "The Beauty Queen"] I'ma talk straight, I got your p**y wet Slick like Lindsay Lohan, your body cold and dead Grimy a** b**h, the Courtney Love of rap music You k**ed 2Pac and made it look like Biggie did it But maybe Diddy did it, I guess we'll never know Cause we the new face spitting venom on you skank a** ho I'ma drag you to the back and drop you in the pool Make it look like you drowned, I'm so damned cool I'll call the blue and cry like I'm upset But really I'm so glad, that you're f**ing dead I love that bloated look like you're full of cum You got that d**h stink, this sh** is so fun You the first victim in a long line And nobody gonna catch me for a long a** time [Chorus] Damn I'm a rapping a** motherf**er Who are you? You're a sensitive motherf**er Damn I'm a rapping a** motherf**er Who are you? You're a sensitive motherf**er [Verse 5: Fizziq AKA Positivity] Look into the mirror no reflection back I'm the greatest ever, man, illest on the track Four million bats fly into the hood Infected the millions make em wish that they could Do anything now that they among immortals Trans-dimensional beings travelling through portals Dracula bullsh**, Rosie O'Donnell Like the beauty queen I should have been employed a model Model citizen that's why they call my Fizziq Best body in the group, that's why I'm balls deep Balls Deepak, don't make me Chopra b**h Rhymes with “Illuminati” Leelo & Stitch Alien sidekick, greatest in the the universe I can't come up with more rhymes, that's why I'm done my verse [Chorus] Damn I'm a rapping a** motherf**er Who are you? You're a sensitive motherf**er Damn I'm a rapping a** motherf**er Who are you? You're a sensitive motherf**er [Verse 6: Jay Z Jr.] Damn I'm a rapping a** motherf**er Who are you? You're a sensitive motherf**er Say the name like you met the kid motherf**er Raise the stakes, ante up your bid motherf**er Keep my hand on the heater, b**h don't touch it Cause these days I've been scheming rich, don't rush it Might be ignant how it seeming, b**h don't trust it Throwing bands at the stage, huh, hoes love us