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Lyrics for 85 BUCKS AN HOUR by Insane Clown Posse:
| | | Artist: | Insane Clown Posse |
| | Album: | Forgotten Freshness Volume 2 | | Track: | 85 BUCKS AN HOUR | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 111 | | | | Lyrics: | 85 BUCKS AN HOUR W/ TWIZTID
Chillen at the studio Chillen at the studio 85 bucks an hour
So hurry up and loop a beat come on Mike I'm Violent J but my homies call me shit head But that's my
homeis to you I'm Violent J bitch I put my boys on a track even though they suck "Yo dawg I'm Dave
and I don't five a fuck" I did a record deal I signed a contract Technically, for Island I can only
rap But fuck that, with Twiztid I'm 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 thid beat 80 times and it's
still freakin And if you notice my shit don't even rhyme Look at that I ain't even got a rap and
it's still phat My shit went gold, I got phat knots And your still flyering parkin lots You might
say my vocals are up to loud So I'm a turn 'em up louder just to piss you off! Psychopathic records
are geniuses Get off are penises Here comes the chorus, but I ain't got a no hook Instead I'll just
fuck with the phone book Hello? Yeah, ugh Hairy Sacks please Who's 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 I'm 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
I'm 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 I'll smash you Bitch get outta my way we got Clown Love Phat props to the lyrical town
dove It's the m-o, n-o, and I can't even spell the rest It takes to long and I need a fucken
cigarette I can't 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 don't give a FUCK Psychopathic Yo
there's more chiles in this peace what's up son? Hello? Yeah what's up son? I'm Lookin for this deal
know what I'm sayin? I got raps to bust for ya'll Ya'll ready for Mo Chile's? I'm bout to kick this
flow, you ready to kick it or what? Who's this? Were light son, I'm 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? I'm 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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