Yung Sizzle - Sandy Cheeks / n***as Bleed lyrics

[Sandy Cheeks] Blunt on my ear so I can hear the loud s** my Oscar Meyer, Penny Proud The drought is over, I brought the weed Smegma brought the lotion I'm only 5 years old, n***a I'm rap precocious And I'm out of potion I ain't the one to float on life But I'll let my semen float inside your wife I ain't a n***a that you want to try trifle with Get a rifle sticked to your dome so drop your knife, b**h Smoking on my pipe, I'm getting high and fellating myself I don't need no one else I got the mouth of a god Rob a n***a that think he mobbin' while he wearing a crop top Cut a n***a at a thrift shop With a fifty cent katana n***a my dad is Obama, n***a my son is Osama, RIP Snort a couple ki's, you're now rocking with a G With a big D in the desert of the AB...Q I am high as f** on Walter's blue All I want's to f** your b**h and maybe you can join too Psyche, you turned your b**h dyke But I turned her right around Randy Johnson on the mound With my Big Unit in Munich Influenced thousands of hoes With the sh** that's in my Intuit, thousands of rolls Benjis on Benjis but if you don't friend me on Facebook You just became one dissed ho Eyes low, watching anime Bae is bumping Jesse J, I punched her in the face She was trippin' I ripped the bong and watched Zack and Cody at the Tipton And jerked to Brenda Song Your b**h left her thong here, and her pride Got between something other than her inner thighs But she was fine, I'm out of time See ya later, if you enter here you'll see what's inside Sizzle's mind Cracking f** n***a b**hes right up on side of they head f** n***as catching a murder decla**ified like Ned n***as wanting to k** me to claim my stacks of bread But what they don't know is actually it's just a loaf of bread Them n***as salty like they're Filipino Champ While I got their mommas damp Have them send their a** to camp, then they come back Tell them "Son, I am your new dad" Now shut your f**ing mouth and roll my blunt wrap I school your a** with dumb raps Pump action shotgun in your bu*t Pump my cum in your momma's c*nt Her time of month is absent I should have just been abstinent Nah, so I fled quick with a dead b**h in my trunk With a wrap on my dragged trunk Like I'm Reptar on Worldstar with some bad luck I'm a sad punk with pink hair like a f*ggot But at least I have bars unlike f*ggot b**h, get back to your pageant In the streets with my ratchets That's my dick in her attachments Getting high and higher, I wonder where the gra** went Past tense Flipping packs to all my friends Counting duckets with no end Getting buckets like it's Lin...sanity Catch me lurking right behind her in her vanity As a ghost in her canopy [Laughs] Wait till she gets a load of me, literally [n***as Bleed] Today's agenda: I'll f** someone of the same gender Nah, f** that, I'll eat your mom's baked placenta Met the b**h on Tinder She told me that her name was Tilda So I f**ed her til da break of dawn Rode the whip down to the Cinnabon Ordered twelve rolls, ate them sh**s on the way home Pulled the AK out, shot a n***a in the dome You ain't got minutes on these streets for you to f**ing rome Knuckles in your gut, I hit the fattest blunt Today's great, but I'm staying noided cause I want 5-0 crawling 'round my crib Peaking through my window as I eat my cheesesticks They can eat my f**ing dick for all I care b**hes f** me for my money, not because of what I wear Rubbing through my wallet while they're running through my hair sh**, I guess it's f**ing time to hit this b**h like a snare Thank God I'm rare I don't hear what all you n***as say I'm only 'bout two things: f**ing puss and getting paid Pull your b**h by her braid when she say "no" I say, "Why you here if you know what I came for?" Lay low from the pa**ing police "Hey yo, Lil Smegma, why you never pa** the weed?" Then some other n***a tried to creep up on me Hope and pray to God, I don't make this f** n***a bleed