Dro - Leroy Murder lyrics

If god loves ugly Oo boy im attractive Got a bag full of bodies And some damn profylactics I be the captain no tactics If i want it i rack it I got a pocket full of posies Jim beam in my jacket Check my demeanor no lacking Got you posers all cracking Like clucks lips on the ave I ain't having no sa** I be the vocal a**a**in Watch what your p**y lips flapping And i be scrapping up change I ain't spending no cash I be the midnight marauder Keeping a tab on yo daughter A lot of thirsty a** b**hes I keep a gallon of water I don't bargain i barter Show no mercy i slaughter Here to unmask you impostors A couple wounds ain't gone stop me Loud as a co*k getting co*ky Against the rope b**h im rocky Can't f** you, yous a copy Can't f** with her cus she sloppy Got two slugs up in the shotty The institution the body Click clack boom plah Smell the flesh as its rotting (ugh) Cauterize the fighting wounds Mix a couple vikes with booze Road to the top Got me strapping up my hiking boots Shaking up the dice and shoot Chop a couple mice in two Got em shaking at the thought Of what the duck i might construe Just quit it for the life of you Look at what your hyping fool Boutique sh** and some rare a** nikes oo Damn dog thats might cool Damn them some tight as trues Literally to tight on you Got a million motherf**ers Looking just like you Now raise your gla** and face palm to that My b**h hella skinny Packing bongs hella fat Hit the bong till it cracks Hella broads in the back Bet that a** will get taxed Like the cost of a pack (ugh) Cocaine in the cellophane Bet i've seem some better days Rapping getting paid Get my momma off of medicaid Puff puff pa** b**h hows the cigarillo taste Blunt after blunt till a motherf**er levitate Busting through the gla** g Mary-late and ashley All up in my nostril While im eating hella a** meat Dashing on that cla** Cus me and carl hella fancy Imma spit that sh** till them panties drip Got boosie b**hes dancing Damn b**h im ashy Damn b**h im rashy Can i skeet, skeet, skeet On your bed sheet please Goddamn b**h im nasty f** a new Bugatti Your sisters face got bukkaked Got that p**y dripping saki While we playing tonsil hockey Now she screaming la dee da dee Will you triple finger shock me In the bathroom on the potty While my mom waits in the lobby I say certainly why not Il have my cookies while they're hot They try to put me on the spot Because im stirring up the pot right? I know my head not right Pedal through a stop light co*k-a-doodle-doo A couple hens at a co*k fight Busting through cacoons While im crushing you bafoons b**hes better get in tune f**ing Carnage dropping soon ya bish