Losin It lyrics

by

Tom P


[Verse 1]
??? in this two ton bage
I’m ill enough to f*ck a fat b*tch with full blown AIDS
When I meet you I’ma greet you, put my di*k in your face
I get head then I ask her how the syphilis tastes
New version of Ike, I put a trick in her place
Better eat this cake b*tch 'fore you get hit in the face
So freakin’ high I feel like I’m sittin’ in space
Pull a knife from my waist and get the lick in the place
I wake up in the mornin’ take a sh*t and I shave
Hector, I’m up in this room and j*rk my di*k in the bed
Freakin’ immature such a prick for his age
Pull out the hex sword, and you were a di*k in his face
Freebasin’ with Kevin Bacon next is Nicolas Cage
On some idiotic sh*t, I hit a b*tch with a gauge
n*ggas thinkin’ they hot, b*tch I’m out your fuse
I’ve got an indoor pool and an outdoor room

[Hook]
Yeah, I’m losin’ it
So help me I think I’m losin’ it
They say, damn Jarren you losin’ it
I’m on that brass knuckles schoolyard bully sh*t
Yeah, I’m losin’ it
So help me I think I’m losin’ it
They say, damn Jarren you losin’ it
I’m on that Deebo backyard bully sh*t
[Verse 2]
They say I’m too legit to quit
I’ve got this this cyborg b*tch
That got two chips in her tits
Ménage à trois, now I’ve got two lips on my di*k
But I ain’t f*ck ‘em cause their tooth smell like tuna fish in chips
I’m ill enough to break my own legs
Cram my skull between my legs, then I give myself head (no homo)
I don’t need a doctor, b*tch I give myself meds
Got a whore in the kitchen cookin’ cheese grits and eggs
Walk around town like Night of the Living Dead
Biceps crazy, I got ‘em from lifting kegs
Label me a bully I got it from ???
I’m a muthafacka pimp b*tch, gotta be getting bread
Father beams and liver 40’s of Guinness Stout
n*gga you ain’t real, you a b*tch in a woman’s blouse
f*ckin’ retards I’ll show you what I’m about
Dip my di*k in broken glass and shove it all in your mouth

[Hook]
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