Shocker! lyrics

[Intro]
Oh my god is that XANAKIN? I love you!
Oh wow, uh thank you!

[Verse 1: XANAKIN SKYWOK]
Supercalifragilistic b*tch gon rub my tip and kiss it (Burr)
That ol' miss got bags of tricks
No breakfast only mags ballistics (Boom)
Bang it like fourth of July Semper Fi we let em die
Put my Nintendo stick go
Where her sh*t hole
Drift always that joy her pride
Boom Vickity Ick she gon spit spit (Yeah)
Rubbing that lamp the mist it gon hit lip
Yo b*tch into the love and not a chick flick
Crash that whip it flip it do a kickflip
Yo chick got it cleaned that enema (Yeah)
Pass it past the P.'s (Yeah)
And then I'm gonna fold it like some jeans (Hoo)
And then I'm gonna leave her with the bees (Hoo)
I'm really gonna f*ck it I'm Duck Donald
My bill is all over blue yea (Ha hoo)
I bе up on f*cking these b*tches
No kissing nеw year

[Chorus: XANAKIN SKYWOK]
But she told me (What's that)
What she told me (What's that)
She told me to whip my di*k
And blow back blow that her back
Oo blow back blow it back
Yea blow that her back (What)
What blow it back blow back it (Oh)
Yea blow it back go back (Oo)
Oo back her back
Yea blowback go that
Oo her back her back (Yea)
Yea blow that blow that
{Verse 2: Sxmpra, XANAKIN SKYWOK}
b*tch I got some C. four in my motherf*cking backpack
Throw it up it's double X, I tell these b*tches stand back
I don't give a f*ck
Leave em legless like it's bad batch
I don't f*ck with people, walk in public with a hazmat
Bands up in a bag, b*tch my wallet heavy, my pants be sagging
Pussies keep on rapping, I drag em and ain't nobody tagging
Slamming with the eight-oh-eights smacking, I'm f*cking bad, slap em
b*tch my flow is lethal, my people evil, get paid that ransom
I don't wanna talk, I don't really wanna say sh*t
Basic, really be the way that we make it
Same sh*t, think I better try for the playlist
I don't give a f*ck what you think, b*tch say it
I'm safe, really think I done made it
Got a fanbase and a place, wanna make sh*t
I'ma take what I make elevate it
Really wanna make it to the top they hate this
I am thinkin' I'ma stop giving time
To those that take my time for granted, b*tch I see through the lies
I'm comin' up outta the smoke and mirrors, ain't no smoke in my eyes
I know you mothaf*ckas plotting, b*tch the nuisance be tied (Ayo pass that b*tch)

[Verse 3: XANAKIN SKYWOK]
Ding ding pow n*gga what the f*ck wow (Ugh)
I chop b*tches like my name is Chris Brown
Jiminy Cricket my blow shoot right up her ass
I want that boom boom pow (Oh oh)
Rubbing my balls no crystal round
Ow ow ow ow ow ow (Yea)
Let me hit your b*tch one time n*gga
I just wanna f*ck (Please)
If she really with them thighs
Then you know I wanna bust (Ugh)
Shoot my muf*cking slime in her eyes
It makes her nuts (Uh)
Run that pus*y on my knife
Give you taste of your own blood
Ay oh I'm guapo she want el c*cko oh (Uh)
Shake shake Morocco (Shake it)
Shake 'til I got to blow (Yea)
Fold the pus*y taco
Fold the b*tch pronto, yo
Pass her to my vato (b*tch)
Pass her to my vato yo (Uh)
[Outro]
It's Saber Gang or die, b*tches