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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Twiztid - 85 Bucks An HourChillen at the studio Chillen at the studio 85 bucks an hour So hurry up and loop a beat come on Mike Im Violent J but my homies call me shit head But thats my homies to you Im Violent J bitch I put my boys on a track even though they suck "Yo dawg Im Dave and I dont five a fuck" I did a record deal I signed a contract Technically, for Island I can only rap But fuck that, with Twiztid Im a still spit Even though I got a cold, and I sound like shit What the fuck was that? Fuck it, leave it in, the shit is phat You heard this beat 80 times and its still freakin And if you notice my shit dont even rhyme Look at that I aint even got a rap and its still phat My shit went gold, I got phat knots And youre still flyering parkin lots You might say my vocals are up too loud So Im a turn em up louder just to piss you off! Psychopathic records are geniuses Get off our penises Here comes the chorus, but I aint got a no hook Instead Ill just fuck with the phone book Hello? Yeah, ugh Hairy Sacks please Whos this? Hairy, hey this is Slim Anus down at the canery Ugh, take shoot at the bulletin Somethin about ugh, you fillin in his slot tonight down at the ugh, Garage we got a casement of fudge We need as many packers as we can get Duh, ugh, Sacks Hello? My name is Jamie Madrox and I got fat balls Im always urinating in the Motel Halls I got a big head that never fits a hat So you aint ever seein me wear a damn thing green bitch Im far from rich, I got a hooptie With a smash in the fender and in the back to I got a broken tail light and Ill smash you Bitch get outta my way we got Clown Love Phat props to the lyrical town dove Its the m-o, n-o, and I cant even spell the rest It takes to long and I need a fucken cigarette I cant hear my right ears mad whack So shut the fuck up and listen or get and ass kicked I slap hoes, and call them bitches to there faces And scream out FUCK OFF BITCH, Twiztid in their place So back off recognize and check this Simply my dear I dont give a FUCK Psychopathic Yo theres more chiles in this peace whats up son? Hello? Yeah whats up son? Im Lookin for this deal know what Im sayin? I got raps to bust for yall Yall ready for Mo Chiles? Im bout to kick this flow, you ready to kick it or what? Whos this? Were light son, Im Mo Chiles straight from the hood I got all my peoplez on 1-800 and Chris Shaw We commin home My names 2 Dope and sometimes Shaggy Sometimes Shaggs and sometimes Gweedy I gets mad stupid, I gets mad ill I done it all five, fuck it I do it still Stretch my nuts back like a slingshot and plant em in your mouth Shake my hips like Elvis Wigglin my pelvis I skipped that step Apply the camera clutches stretch it back like a mutha fucken bungy jump WHAT? Im Violent J back to make you smile more I let my nutsack drag on the tile floor I kick free styles for miles My gold comes in piles I worked on Bell Isle I picked up dear shit And now I spit raps I snap your neck Cuz my freestyles are fresh |
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