RETURN OF THE MILK MAN lyrics

[Hook]
Milk, yah, ooh!
The milk man bringin' all the b*tches to the yard
And they're like, it's better then yah
Damn right, it's better than yah
He could teach you but I'd have to charge
The milk man bringin' all the b*tches to the yard
And they're like, it's better then yah
Damn right, it's better than yah
He could teach you but I'd have to charge
The milk man bringin' all the b*tches to the yard
And they're like, it's better then yah
Damn right, it's better than yah
He could teach you but I'd have to charge
The milk man bringin' all the b*tches to the yard
And they're like, it's better then yah
Damn right, it's better than yah
He could teach you but I'd have to charge

[Verse 1]
Slide in this b*tch real smooth
Out the womb
Ate my twin, wasn't room
In my, way get consumed
You pro life b*tches gonna rue
That you didn't take me out
Slip the coat hanger through
When you had the chance
Now I'm the f*ckin' man
Holdin' God's balls in my f*ckin hand
A f*ckin' gospel, I'll lead the chant
Death's upon us, it just began
Boutta f*ck the world and comin' back for seconds
My methods may not rational but the sh*t is effective
Your music killed my erection
Guess I don't need protection
I can see there's no action
f*ckin hack playin' dress up
I'm better b*tch, you will never ever step to my level, get it
So give up on your dreams
You're no me, just go forget it
While get it and spreadin' my disease
There's no vaccine
Any sh*t that you make, obsolete
There's no between, b*tch

[Chorus]
The milk man bringin' all the b*tches to the yard
And they're like, it's better then yah
Damn right, it's better than yah
He could teach you but I'd have to charge
The milk man bringin' all the b*tches to the yard
And they're like, it's better then yah
Damn right, it's better than yah
He could teach you but I'd have to charge
The milk man bringin' all the b*tches to the yard
And they're like, it's better then yah
Damn right, it's better than yah
He could teach you but I'd have to charge
The milk man bringin' all the b*tches to the yard
And they're like, it's better then yah
Damn right, it's better than yah
He could teach you but I'd have to charge
[Verse 2]
c*mmin' in the nostrils of fate, do it daily
Topic of discussion, motherf*cker what's his deal
Do you motherf*ckers feel me
You gettin' touchy feely
What you think this is b*tch?
Do ya even hear me?
From the rear he attack
You got theories
Of how the f*ck he c*mmin' on your ass when you ain't near me
Got delirious, one track, your ears got periods
Now you f*ckin' hearin it, sh*ttin on the pyramids

f*ck off, check a mirror b*tch
Should be f*ckin' clear as sh*t
Never gonna be me if you tried your hardest, deal with it
No use concealing it
Rip that mask, off get to peeling b*tch
It's a Christmas miracle
True self you don' gon' and eaten it
Every night excretin' it
You wettin' the bed
Put on your big boy pants and get ready for death
I'm f*cked in the head and I'm off the meds
Milk man's back, it's the day you all dread
[Outro]
Milk man bringin' all the b*tches to the yard
And they're like, it's better then yah
Damn right, it's better than yah
He could teach you but I'd have to charge
The milk man bringin' all the b*tches to the yard
And they're like, it's better then yah
Damn right, it's better than yah
He could teach you but I'd have to charge
The—
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