DF - NAPPA lyrics

[DøøF : verse 1] Bud n b**hes it's two wit b**bies I see 4 She blowin', c4 Anatomy is sleek like "eat more" Need me, see me eatin' swedish fish in treeforts Really bored I'm k**in' beats and tryna get some digiorn I mean a piece of it The cheese I really needs some kicks See Me for a bit The Bowl of weedies Yeah the trees is lit Steady peep a b**h See me when you need some dick Greedy in the sheets and manners ain't what doofie Pleasin' with Yeah I'm teasin' chick And I Got the liter spit Feeding on MCs who thought the cannibals would be some sh** Easy when you feast with us Kick it breeze I k** the nappers w ease I keep the steeze on vageta sh** __________________________________ [DøøF : verse 2] Yeah, I got the zonas on the coaster Postal to you posers and fold ya ho like a poster Sick as cold And I'm hockin' phlegm, I get grosser Open throat n loader, it's gross but I double dose her Papi left n all he left me was recessive genes Give you pests a second just to defin what recessive means Take a lesson from the essence of MF in me Dress as fresh as thieves Copped my fro from out the seventies And I guess I got my flow from out the seven seas Boards, brest, blessings in the bed I got the best of bs Hectic dress up then I'm headed to the exit b Flexin' on you jesters bet that next you Hit my exes, geese Please I'm fillin' hurses full if tranny nerds Clippin curbs n spit a verse as heavy as ya granny's purse Damn he flirts w every girl n quinch the panties thirst Hand him clammy herb n dammage plans with evry stanza, nerd. (lissin!)