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Hundred Round Drum is a rap electronic duo from Portland, Oregon, consisting of beat chef Keegan Quinn and rapper Big Nutz.
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MP3 5.9 MB • 160 kbps • 5:08
Lyrics
What's that?
Nothin' but cash.
F*** the world.
I'ma nut fast.
Get the last laugh,
and twirl my mustache.
Girl you're nothing but ass,
so here's a bus pass,
and her body's very numb,
but her brain is very dumb,
and she's like, here I come.
Asked me where I'm from.
I told that b*** , Mars,
'coz I switch h*** like I switch cars.
I go hard on a freak.
Seven days of the week.
b*** , I'll blow the whistle,
and I got my locs on, I'm lookin' so official,
and I got my whitey on the shoulder pistol,
and I'm on my grizzle, I'm about to pop a thizzle,
and I'm f*** in' Jesus,
'coz they spot me on the street like I'm Chuck-E-Cheeses.
Tell me I can't quit, and I nod,
'coz I got so many hits they won't fit in your iPod,
and b*** es like, oh my God,
'coz they man's like, dude, how you know my broad?
and she gave me a blow job,
and told me it was no prob.
You'd think I know the whole mob.
Now you're dead as a door knob.
Been thinking you won't get robbed.
Better relocate in O Dob.
And we on it, when you want it.
Nothin' but some funk.
And it's on ice, are you alright?
I got something for the trunk.
And we on it, when you want it.
Nothin' but some funk.
And it's on ice, are you alright?
I got something for the trunk.
Two white b*** es, a case and a pack of Swishers.
Liquor store closed, but in the trunk I got a fifth hittin'.
Drinkin' drunk strippers satisfy my pussy mission.
Erotic pictures, wasn't hard to clarify my mission.
Tall glass of liquor,
n*** don't you hear the kickers?
You hear the subwoofer?
I won't fall in love with her,
but will she fall for me?
Look at them titties and ass, that b*** hitting.
In the back seat, hope the condoms ain't rippin'.
We gut fresh fishes, she's far from being innocent.
Performance is ridiculous, let me hear the bass hit.
(Why n*** ?) So we can really hear them kickers.
Bass knockin', while she blowin' me kisses, we rockin',
but I don't know about the next visit.
She get left quick, just like my ex misses.
On some Trump sh** , where b*** es fired and dismisses.
Told her to bump this when she miss this.
Throw this in your speakers, it'll make 'em go ballistic.
If you listen to my lyrics, make her more attentive.
In the club double fisted, you be set to live expensive.
Parties be explicit, gettin' drunk with your grown little sisters.
I know your brother, but no, that's not my n*** .
She just wanna have fun, with some wiggles and some sticklers.
I can make her nut if she cut like scissors.
She get twisted up and then I gut her Swisher.
We can live it up, I just need some more liquor.
She just wanna have fun, with wiggles and some sticklers.
I can make her nut if we cut like scissors.
She get twisted up and then I gut her Swisher.
We can live it up, I just need some more liquor.
And we on it, when you want it.
Nothin' but some funk.
And it's on ice, are you alright?
I got something for the trunk.
And we on it, when you want it.
Nothin' but some funk.
And it's on ice, are you alright?
I got something for the trunk.
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