Why do they want to fight
If you're a nigger, I'm here for you
And don't worry, I'm one too
I don't give a f*ck about nun of that
I should probably say some adlib shit right here
Bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I guess that works
Nigga
Bitch, yea, it's time to BRAWL
F*ck yo' whole clique, I'll kill them all (Yuh)
I don't do sticks, fight till I fall
Get off my dick, f*ck off my balls
Bitch, I'm throwing punches (Yah)
These niggas is bitches, these niggas is munches
You calling your mans
Do it up front then
The blood we spill, it's gone be abundant (Gone be abundant)
I hit you with force, no air, a blunt hit
Your pride that's remaining will add to nothing
You and friends are the bodies I'm dumping
We can act stupid cause I am a dumb bitch (Yea)
One on one nigga cause I don't like jumping (Okay)
If you do that, I won't hesitate gunning (Okay)
You was tough then, so please, don't start running (Okay)
I am fore real, I don't like doing punk shit (What the f*ck)
It's 3:00 AM and I'm recording this song
A meth head outside my house hitting a bong
I seen a white bitch stripping inside of a thong
I wonder who was it? I bet it's your mom (Okay)
Anarchy, anarchy, bitch, it's destruction
Running with fists and I'm causing disruption
Everyone dying inside of this function
You think it's the rapture when you hear my trumpet (Bye)
Wo, owo
Owo, what's this
What the f*ck is this website
I got a load in my dump truck, I'm bout to dump it
Bout to put my hand up in your booty like a puppet
Beating my meat, watching Wallace and Gromit
When they go to the moon, I pull my dick out and rub it
Bitch, I beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
Then I bust a fat nut on my stomach
When it comes out, there ain't no f*cking point
I'm trying to run away from it
I got heat-seeking sperm
When you f*cking see it, bitch, you better start running
You can smell it from a mile away
So when you catch a little glimpse, you best believe that it's coming
It'll chase you all around the house
It might chase you out and have you running through the cul-de-sac
It'll chase you through town, I ain't f*cking around
It goes splat, splat, splat when it hits your back
Yeah
Goes
Do the one, uh
Splat, splat, splat
When it hits your back
I don't think so, I don't think so
I think it's time
Sorry, sorry, I'll leave
BRAWL (feat. Dipeyman Slimm) Video (MV)
Performed By: Slurjiggy
Language: English
Length: 2:03
Written by: Slurjiggy, Dipeyman Slimm, Slurjiggy Slurjiggy
Slurjiggy - BRAWL (feat. Dipeyman Slimm) Lyrics
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English
Why do they want to fight
If you're a nigger, I'm here for you
And don't worry, I'm one too
I don't give a f*ck about nun of that
I should probably say some adlib shit right here
Bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I guess that works
Nigga
Bitch, yea, it's time to BRAWL
F*ck yo' whole clique, I'll kill them all (Yuh)
I don't do sticks, fight till I fall
Get off my dick, f*ck off my balls
Bitch, I'm throwing punches (Yah)
These niggas is bitches, these niggas is munches
You calling your mans
Do it up front then
The blood we spill, it's gone be abundant (Gone be abundant)
I hit you with force, no air, a blunt hit
Your pride that's remaining will add to nothing
You and friends are the bodies I'm dumping
We can act stupid cause I am a dumb bitch (Yea)
One on one nigga cause I don't like jumping (Okay)
If you do that, I won't hesitate gunning (Okay)
You was tough then, so please, don't start running (Okay)
I am fore real, I don't like doing punk shit (What the f*ck)
It's 3:00 AM and I'm recording this song
A meth head outside my house hitting a bong
I seen a white bitch stripping inside of a thong
I wonder who was it? I bet it's your mom (Okay)
Anarchy, anarchy, bitch, it's destruction
Running with fists and I'm causing disruption
Everyone dying inside of this function
You think it's the rapture when you hear my trumpet (Bye)
Wo, owo
Owo, what's this
What the f*ck is this website
I got a load in my dump truck, I'm bout to dump it
Bout to put my hand up in your booty like a puppet
Beating my meat, watching Wallace and Gromit
When they go to the moon, I pull my dick out and rub it
Bitch, I beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
Then I bust a fat nut on my stomach
When it comes out, there ain't no f*cking point
I'm trying to run away from it
I got heat-seeking sperm
When you f*cking see it, bitch, you better start running
You can smell it from a mile away
So when you catch a little glimpse, you best believe that it's coming
It'll chase you all around the house
It might chase you out and have you running through the cul-de-sac
It'll chase you through town, I ain't f*cking around
It goes splat, splat, splat when it hits your back
Yeah
Goes
Do the one, uh
Splat, splat, splat
When it hits your back
I don't think so, I don't think so
I think it's time
Sorry, sorry, I'll leave
If you're a nigger, I'm here for you
And don't worry, I'm one too
I don't give a f*ck about nun of that
I should probably say some adlib shit right here
Bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I guess that works
Nigga
Bitch, yea, it's time to BRAWL
F*ck yo' whole clique, I'll kill them all (Yuh)
I don't do sticks, fight till I fall
Get off my dick, f*ck off my balls
Bitch, I'm throwing punches (Yah)
These niggas is bitches, these niggas is munches
You calling your mans
Do it up front then
The blood we spill, it's gone be abundant (Gone be abundant)
I hit you with force, no air, a blunt hit
Your pride that's remaining will add to nothing
You and friends are the bodies I'm dumping
We can act stupid cause I am a dumb bitch (Yea)
One on one nigga cause I don't like jumping (Okay)
If you do that, I won't hesitate gunning (Okay)
You was tough then, so please, don't start running (Okay)
I am fore real, I don't like doing punk shit (What the f*ck)
It's 3:00 AM and I'm recording this song
A meth head outside my house hitting a bong
I seen a white bitch stripping inside of a thong
I wonder who was it? I bet it's your mom (Okay)
Anarchy, anarchy, bitch, it's destruction
Running with fists and I'm causing disruption
Everyone dying inside of this function
You think it's the rapture when you hear my trumpet (Bye)
Wo, owo
Owo, what's this
What the f*ck is this website
I got a load in my dump truck, I'm bout to dump it
Bout to put my hand up in your booty like a puppet
Beating my meat, watching Wallace and Gromit
When they go to the moon, I pull my dick out and rub it
Bitch, I beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it, beat it
Then I bust a fat nut on my stomach
When it comes out, there ain't no f*cking point
I'm trying to run away from it
I got heat-seeking sperm
When you f*cking see it, bitch, you better start running
You can smell it from a mile away
So when you catch a little glimpse, you best believe that it's coming
It'll chase you all around the house
It might chase you out and have you running through the cul-de-sac
It'll chase you through town, I ain't f*cking around
It goes splat, splat, splat when it hits your back
Yeah
Goes
Do the one, uh
Splat, splat, splat
When it hits your back
I don't think so, I don't think so
I think it's time
Sorry, sorry, I'll leave
Writer: Slurjiggy, Dipeyman Slimm, Slurjiggy Slurjiggy
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid