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rudy poot - j1hunnit lyrics

[intro]
(man, this beat hard as h*ll, good lookin’, rj)

[verse]
f*ck, you n*ggas rudy poots
i’m lacin’ n*ggas up, you gotta pull and do the loopty*loop
i know you heard the rumors, i be f*ckin’ with the whoop*de*whoop
your schnozzle look ass, she let me find out you tootin’ boo
the booger sugar boy, i got a fix for your nostril too
i can tell she on a measly bag, she got a rotten tooth
tonight you work a twelve*hour shift, baby, lose the tooth
they spend way more when you smile, baby, don’t be rude
she b*tter ball naked, baggin’ up the work fully nude
in a makeshift meth lab, sellin’ n*ggas zombie food
she sold it all, i told her, “good job”, like larry junе
tell ’em i’m a rich black man, i’m not a f*ckin’ coon
they shot mе down, i put peroxide in the exit wounds
the day he dropped a diss, he had a death day comin’ soon
they spinnin’ like a tazmanian devil for them looney tunes
eddie murphy, they f*cked around and sent him to the upper room
i don’t want the head unless she suck it with the moanin’ sounds
sniff a plug from a mile away like a basset hound
they ain’t hit a home run yet, i run the pitcher’s mound
i’ll put the ‘bows on layaway, they put down for pounds
pack gone fresh out the box before they hit the town
and then i fill a trunk up and take ’em to a country town
i ain’t sittin’ up bein’ lazy, i don’t lounge around
i don’t sell prescription type drugs, but it’s some gas around
i drunk four lines and started harmonizin’ lullabies
she can tell i’m player, she gon’ ask me if i womanize
i ran the water through a brita filter, the dope purified
dancin’ on it like a jabbawockee, i hit it gangnam style
calvin broadus jr., bae, i like to f*ck doggy style
they label me an outcast, n*gga, that’s idlewild
i’m a young mastermind, my nickname artemis fowl
where the f*ck was them n*ggas at when my stomach growled?
huh, d*mn, you hear the cricket sounds?
they can’t even answer that question, them n*ggas wasn’t around
that n*gga think he it and he’s not, but he is a clown
i can’t give you all the game i know, but i can put you down
we used to walk to school, n*gga, snow, sleet, or pourin’ down
when i ain’t have a jacket, i took one from the lost and found
that’s why i wear the moncler coat with the patches now
thousand dollar jeans with the tag still hangin’ out

- j1hunnit lyrics

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