Party song I made for a kegger I went to last Saturday. Beat by Shadowville. (BABY RUFFE!)
Lyrics
Best believe I'm the dirty ass what what?
I be the big Eggskeez with the nut nut,
All over ya mom's she's a slut slut,
And I ain't stopping till I grope a butt butt.
This be a party song so I don't care what goes on,
I'mma have fun with this song and pull out my shlong,
And look at bitches all up in they thongs,
Cause I'mma dirtbag wanting to see ya in ya long john's.
Everytime we start a fucking party y'all,
The cops get mad and call it Mardi Gras,
And I'm like what's under dem bras?
The hoes are like wash ya drawers.
But whatever, I know I can flow better,
I know I can move this crowd in any fucking weather,
Cause I said it once I'm a veter-an,
Spitting lose like a bedwetter.
I made this song for shit going on,
UFC watching smashed faces I be the mon,
Give a shoutout to Assley Smashley,
I be the dastardly man to smash asscheeks.
And once again, I don't give a what?
Just have a keg ready to smack hoes on the butt,
I'd give a strut, but your chick be a mut,
She ain't worth the bus fare to get her here from the gutt-er.
So look around, grab a drink now,
I wanna see someone get their faced smashed now!
Not on the tv, in the crowd!
Of angry no do gooders hit like BLOW!
I battle gravity everytime I drink,
Then I'm like oh my God are people gonna like what I speak?
Then I remember I don't care what others think.
Oh well bend over if it's pink.
So fuck Keith, and fuck April,
If I don't see a fight at this party I'm throwing tables,
Right through ya windows,
And spit some fables,
You won't be able, to see my veins they're cables.
Knocking on the door I dunno if they should answer,
With Skeezy on the beat hit it like a free lancer,
Show up at the party with corpses like a necromancer,
I'm not a dancer but I'll damn sure prance a,
Round in circles round ya damn jawbone,
Creating a mote around ya feet you'll be all alone,
This what I do, I spit flames in a room,
Just me a mic a pc creating my own doom,
Maybe have a few beers, hit it like a mushroom,
Cloud hits a city, I do not pity,
The individuals that can't see I'm smashed shitty,
You say the wrong thing to me it better be witty.