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Music

Roshambo

03:39 Download
KMT
11/08/2016
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Lyrics

Black / Black - M/1

I'm a walkin walkie talkie barkin partly at the party goers

Mardi Gras a Hearty Ha, A Charmin Kamikazi donor

Couple soldiers bucked up, snuffed him for his cup of Folgers

Couple doses bubble gutter, cut up all the browner nosers

Scandal! Anvil drop another handle! Tip the bottle, flip the waffle, love my eggo scrambled

Picked some pockets, kicked and frolicked, Post it on my mantle and dicked a socket, get it poppin, shived it like I'm Rambo

 

Chorus* (X2)

Fast then slow Black and Bold More hands flyin than in Roshambo

I'm a guy stuck in line and it's so damn slow this guy got bored like an old Van's store

 

Keep the googles Petie Pablo, premaddonna gotta lotta bobble headin gobbin stoppers, choppin blocks for Hanukkah

Toddler otters waddlin for hottest pockets God, I gotta stop him 'fore his baby momma over there like "Hi Nigga.."

Lippin smacking, lifted dragon, wishing, laughing, Crippin', raggin, Sagging wagon shifted past 'em, grabbing half their assets, stacking

Bad tag backs, At least you grabbed your fanny-pack

Track Hazmat That street is where your mammy at

Oh Man! Old ass man

Better hold like the floor plan under Rosanne Going so ham Give me more spam, fill the whole pan

Gotta rose van called the Ho-Tram where my hoes land in my whole hand, its my Hoe scam Its my home grown plan for my old fam

 

Chorus*

Fast then slow (fast) Black and Bold (black) More hands flyin than in Roshambo (yea, yea)

I'm a guy stuck in line and it's so damn slow this guy got bored like an old Van's store (really?)

Fast then slow (fast) Black and Gold (bold) More hands flyin than in Roshambo

I'm a guy stuck in line and it's so damn slow this guy got bored like an old Van's store

 

Yea but, that red on your forehead, yea, what the fuck is that?

What an eyesore, Bernie fight more than them 5 whores Freddy's night 4 What the knife for? Said I like yours

Slaughtered 9 boars, might do 5 more, but that's my chore (that's what the 9's for) yea

Befuddled thuggin buggin a lot I had to think about it

Rusty missed his Gundam a lot I had to drink about it

Homie said he Gungnam a lot I had to see about

Be about it ready or not, we gotta dream about it

Peace now It's a beat down, did 3 bows Now its green brown, a rebound, I leap bounds

So lets see now I bring crowds and bleed sound Tekken 3 now, you eat pound with weak style

You see these rockers This teeter totters a league of martyrs So this Jimmy's gotta go jimmie Gotard Dont even bother

You be bleeding dollars and bring a lot of Pina Colladas Hold the Enchilladas, we goin farther I'll be the father

 

Chorus* (X2)

Fast then slow Black and Bold More hands flyin than in Roshambo

I'm a guy stuck in line and it's so damn slow this guy got bored like an old Van's store

 

So I'm..

Hippity hippity hoppin and flippin the docket and Jiminie criminal poppin the pill the will to kill the bill Committee is mockin, the city is floppin

The grittiest option available, avail in bull The kid with the locket is finna to rocket Beginning to like it cuz winning is not in the list of his options

Day consisting of him blowing at soccer Going to doctors Foldin in lockers Openin boxes, Soccem' Boppers hooked to some boxers

Momma thinks he needs these things like pots and pans He lost his pants Like Baggar Vance, a bad advance a lackey trance I'm bad at rants

Visions of grandeur Yea the kid with the cancers lookin for answers Done with the banter Panzer and the Jaegar meister fuck with the scanner

Puny Banner and his band of merry mannered nanny cammers can't just stand adjacent to the pavement That's just labor standards

Hooplah! It's all lost in a gulag of a cool lodge, a husband and his 2 broads

Tryin to prove god is nothin more than Who? Ha Cuz these boob jobs are slammin like its Foosball