HoodFace - Skuzie Vs. Hood Lyrics

Check it, man, f*ck a trick ass hoe
Talkin' out they ass, speakin' on shit
They ain't even know, picture this
Blonde girl, fat ass, nice hips
Ruby red lips, but only with chapstick
Thought I was slick, runnin' around
She was flashin' her tits, always sendin' me pics
I came in like a bat outta hell
Blonde boy with the pretty eyes
But really I'm a demon in disguise
She has my ass for shit, I ain't even do it
Sayin' I'm cashin' out with her
But slidin' with another two
Man, I ain't do that shit
So I said, bitch, we through
I'm the next, now let me attest
I ain't one to brag, but girl had some really big breasts
Talkin' double D's, couldn't even see
I put that bitch on her knees
Kept me on a leash while she snuck out at night
Just to grind that pole, what a dirty hoe
(Still had hella ass tho)
Man, you right, but that kitty was rank
If I would go, dead, man, that bitch would have to break the bank
I ain't into sea food, she packed her shit
Man, I had to let her go
My nose caught a whiff, six feet deep is where I go
Yo, haha, just playin', but I hate a dirty hoe
Dirtier than me when I allow my mind
To be like drugs and take over those
Tell you what, some of y'all got a big back
I'm like Method Man, I'll sew your ass cheeks together
And cover the toilet with saran wrap
Dawg, please tell me you're not gonna put that in there
I'm putting it in there, please don't put that in there
I'm putting it in there
Huh
I'm putting it in there
Okay
Damn straight, and if you all got beef
Quit speaking through your f*cking teeth
The disrespect had done set me off
Like a waitress who don't get tipped at all
The problems that they have against me I could list them all
The language I use is offensive like telling you to suck on my nuts
Living in America used to be a valuable luck
I see everything as despicable as Daffy Duck
Without that flame inside of you
You Wacka Flacka nothing
Talking out of your mouth so much
Start to seem like Joe Buddens
I was only 16 working out of Walmart
Where I had, stack skids, maybe even push carts
I would go to break and steal me a Pop-Tart
They would stay giving me side-eyes
So I would stay giving them stink-eyes
Caused from this Steve guy
Who had gave me his pink eye
Looks like I'm covered in fungi
No, I'm not a fun guy
Still got that fat mouth
Might as well go and run mine
I got you bitches, inside and out
Seems I can run minds
Homie still runs minds
Hold up while I find mine
Every step we take, we blowing up landmines
But not that pretty bitch can hear this
F*cking walking on eggshells
Do you even care if the silence tells
F*ck your story, shit looking a little hoary
F*ck it, you bore me
Haha, dirty hoe
I really can't believe he still said that f*cking line
About the Saran Wrap
That was f*cking..
Wow