Baton lyrics
by Ouija Macc
(shaggy the air head on the beat!)
[Verse 1]
Saying you a Juggalo b*tch I need proof (I need proof!)
All my dogs so aloof (ooh!)
Jiggle mothafucca like a toof (like a toof!)
Little mothafucca but I kill 'em like a deuce deuce
Big ol’ money bag bruce bruce
Sauce dripping’ cous cous
In the Tesla I be looking through the roof in the cut with a duck and a b*tch going goose goose (huh)
All she really gotta do is choose choose (yeah)
I just hit Balenci for some shoes, shoes (ooh)
Bout to take my Momma on a cruise while you broke and a hater that's a motherf*cking lose lose (haa!)
Old ass suckеr need prune juice (yeah)
Ouija got a mothеrf*ckin’ screw loose (huh)
Serial killer no Froot Loops all my juggalos with me say (whoop whoop!)
All in that cut like a razor blade
Sitting in the shade with a lemonade (lemonade)
I been underground for a decade all these little industry plants looking Minute Maid (minute maid!)
You won't see me regulate (Nah)
Juff ass boy hyperventilate (ventilate)
Everybody know y’all hella fake with ya whole motherf*cking label at a dinner date (dinner date?)
[Chorus]
This that sicko sh*t that wicked sh*t that we on (we on!)
Running with the hatchet like a f*cking baton (run it up!)
This the type of sh*t that psycho sh*t that we on (wassup)
Hatchet in the moonlight b*tch one chop and you gone (you gone!)
This that sicko sh*t that wicked sh*t that we on (we on!)
You ain’t with the wicked motherf*cker be gone (be gone!)
This the type of sh*t that psycho sh*t that we on (we on!)
Running with the hatchet like a f*cking baton
[Verse 2]
I don’t give a f*ck who hating on me (on me!)
I’ma let the broke boy be (hmm!)
You a fuddy duddy like McGillicuddy buddy I'm a thuggalo it's nothing to a G (to a G!)
Iced out hatchet on me (on me!)
Nothing but them killers ‘round me (round me!)
I just got top from a bop and I filmed the whole sh*t on a POV (just like that)
VV's bussin' 3D (mmm!)
I’ma keep the killing on spree (mmm!)
Can’t spell Juggalo without the motherf*cking ‘O’ and I'ma take the one from OG (mmm!)
Opps clickin' up that's goof troop
I'ma keep my foot up in they poop chute
All of y'all suckers gon’ scoop poop
All my Juggalos with me say (whoop whoop!)
All in that cut like a razor blade
Sitting in the shade with a lemonade (lemonade!)
I been underground for a decade all these lil' industry plants looking Minute Maid (minute maid!)
You won't see me regulate (Nah)
Juff ass boy hyperventilate (ventilate)
Everybody know y’all hella fake I'ma kill 'em all I ain't even gonna hesitate
(run it up!)
[Chorus]
This that sicko sh*t that wicked sh*t that we on (we on!)
Hatchet in the moonlight b*tch one chop and you gone (run it up)
This the type of sh*t that psycho sh*t that we on (wassup!)
Running with the hatchet like a f*cking baton
This that sicko sh*t that wicked sh*t that we on (we on!)
You ain’t with the wicked motherf*cker be gone (be gone!)
This the type of sh*t that psycho sh*t that we on (we on!)
Running with the hatchet like a f*cking baton (gone!)