Billy & Mandy lyrics
by Hi-C
[Intro: Diamondsonmydi*k]
(I love you, blxxdy)
Damn, what? What?
RCB, b*tch, yeah, what?
Go, yeah
[Chorus: Diamondsonmydi*k]
Too powered up, pouring blood in my cup, two cups with the ice, b*tch, I feel fantastic
Slime with the gang, posted Pretty Boy Mansion, hidin' sticks through the b*tch, we fine and dandy
Reptilian Club with your b*tch on my di*k, head to toe in that Rick, eating beans like candy
f*ck n*gga want smoke, hit him when he sleeping, now his ass with the reaper like Billy and Mandy
Pretty boy swag, got hoes 'cross the map, got your b*tch right here and she get butt naked
Yeah, he tough on the Net but it's lame where you at, power up, Devil Jin, beat your ass like Tekken
I was on Skid Row with Hi-C wrapping Ps, we was throwing them b*tches just like Peyton Manning
Tiny ass jeans, no shirt with the tats, hitting your back from the b*tch, know you n*ggas can't stand it
[Verse 1: Diamondsonmydi*k]
Tokyo drift, drop the top on the whip, n*gga, letting off the clip 'cause I caught a opp lacking
f*cking with the gang, n*gga, I'ma go schiz', pulled up with some sh*t that you seen on [?]
Highway to Hell, I'm going top speed
He want smoke, now he wrapped like a damn P
Rockstar lifestyle, got your b*tch going down
RCB running sh*t, that's the word around town
Cast a love spell, beat it up like surround sound
Thought I was being romantic 'cause I got them candles out
[Interlude: Hi-C]
Yeah, yeah, these n*ggas been hating on us
Yeah, alright, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: Hi-C]
These n*ggas been hating on us
You hating for what? Get the f*ck off my nuts
I ride with that thirty deluxe
This chopper gon' eat 'em like lunch
Them hundreds, they special to us
Not talking 'bout running it up, there not sh*t to discuss
These b*tches not special to us
Got b*tches that died that's in Heaven still waiting to f*ck
These n*ggas not pressure to us
It's no n*ggas stepping on us
Hopped in the V12, engine revving it up
Highway to Hell, n*gga, pressing the clutch
These n*ggas want pressure with us
[?] don't gotta be close but you still could get touched
I'm pouring this blood in my cup
I'm pouring this drank in my stomach, don't care if it bust
Bad b*tch and she ready to f*ck
That b*tch f*cked on me and my bros that you trying to cuff
I done scammed n*ggas trapping for months
[?] and the drugs getting [?], b*tch
[Chorus: Diamondsonmydi*k]
Too powered up, pouring blood in my cup, two cups with the ice, b*tch, I feel fantastic
Slime with the gang, posted Pretty Boy Mansion, hidin' sticks through the b*tch, we fine and dandy
Reptilian Club with your b*tch on my di*k, head to toe in that Rick, eating beans like candy
f*ck n*gga want smoke, hit him when he sleeping, now his ass with the reaper like Billy and Mandy
Pretty boy swag, got hoes 'cross the map, got your b*tch right here and she get butt naked
Yeah, he tough on the Net but it's lame where you at, power up, Devil Jin, beat your ass like Tekken
I was on Skid Row with Hi-C wrapping Ps, we was throwing them b*tches just like Peyton Manning
Tiny ass jeans, no shirt with the tats, hitting your back from the b*tch, know you n*ggas can't stand it