Spice Talk lyrics

[Verse]
I’ve been makin' bangers since I was a f*ckin' kid
If you don’t believe it, you can suck my f*ckin' di*k
I forgot to mention that I got a G-18
I bring it to the gym to give me free weighting
It really seems like nobody cares
So, I also bring 'em to school to shoot them ho-bodied stairs
I shoot those and then the whole thing falls
Everyone is tumbling down like some old men’s balls
Take that line out 'cause that sh*t was ass
Nope, stop there, you can’t f*ckin' pass
I’m finally back; I had a quick relapse
But I’m returning 'cause I gotta show that I’m the king of rap (Okay)
I just wanna have fun
c*mmin' in your bum or on your tum, yeah it’s dumb
Motherf*cker, I’ve been doin' this sh*t just for your mom
I bе at the mall, with my balls in her jaws
You hearin' this sh*t?
I got a bad b*tch givin' my di*k a lick
You know what I gotta do? (What?)
I gotta go back to thе old Zac (Oh snap!)
“So, what are you gonna do?”
I gotta rap about Sue, I don’t know who, that is
All I know is is that she is a b*tch
She gets on her knees
She’s an assistant
Her boss isn’t paying her enough
So what does she do?
“She gets her damn mouth stuffed?”
Yes, that’s correct
I gotta spice this verse up
Why not say that my c*ck is erect?
It’s almost time
To burst out a rhyme that’ll make you lose your mind
Just kidding, I don’t have the ability to do that
But I do have one that’ll make your face go (SPLAT)
Shoot you in the face with my Glock-18
This baby can get real mean
Yeah, but I gotta keep it goin' and goin' and goin'
Do you see this damn hand motion?
I’m j*rking off, you wanna help with it?
Maybe it’ll work if you pull out your damn tits
I’m really worried you think that I fell off
I got a countdown: 3, 2, 1, Blastoff!
[Outro]
f*ck all of you guys
Haha