Oompa lyrics

[INTRO]

What do you think will come of that
I don't like the look of it [x5]

[Verse 1: $kinny]

Blow the f*cking ceiling Mama
Tell me how you feeling
I get money, we get money
f*ck your beat b*tch
Feed me killing spent a month up out
In Vegas sipping pus*y
I'm a sucka for your cookie
Ain't no telling where it took me

I'm Kurt Cobaining b*tches
Man I put in work
Light'em blunts up filled with Purp
I done some up like a skirt
Hoes love the way I flirt
Put my hands up in her shirt
Put my di*k up in her purse
f*ck you b*tches 'till it hurts
Put that pus*y in a hearst
R.I.P, R.I.P, Somebody call Mr. DRE

My brain feels like its melting
No Quagmire giggidy
OMG what's happening to me
I feel like I'm panicking
Patty cake, patty cake
f*ck your b*tch
I swear to God no drama
Mama told me I'm a problem

Goblin Mike tell Lynn
I got him, I'm popping
The charts and topping
If I go broke I'm robbing
This mic up to ya
Throat chopping ya
Life no joke man I'm rocking
This mic and then I blow up
I don't like the look of it [say what?]
I don't like the look of it [x4]

[Verse 2: $kinny]

Hi my name is Skinny
I'm your local f*cking immigrant
I came here on a boat
So governments don't have my fingerprints
My shrink told me I'm crazy
And my Mother says I'm different
I popped a few hallucinates
O, OH Skinny you're loosing it

What the f*ck you do with it
Lambo, we cruise in it
Drinks with no booze in it
Watches with jewels in it
I'm feeling myself
Imma j*rk off (j*rk off)
f*ck you think you j*rk off

I'm a f*cking star
Hollywood boulevard
Pocket full of snicker bars
I like my women large
Oh no, Skinny don't do it
Oh no no don't do it
b*tch what's your name?
I want to take you back to the crib
Show you how Skinny be living
And take you down to the pool
We can all go skinny dipping
When we f*cking she screaming
Then when I c*m she be leaving
She was like Skinny, where's the chicken?

I don't like the look of it [say what?]
I don't like the look of it [x8]

If you are wise you'll listen to me