Freddie Dredd — On Me

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Doomshop Mothafucka!
Hello, hello mother fucka
Ima’ tell you what is good
Ima’ make you eat the dirt
Why does my neck hurt?

I’m so supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
I don’t think you’ll notice, get you gone Hocus Pocus
Call me David Blaine, I am so damn insane
I am fuckin’ with your brain, I ain’t never ever lame
Just the same player mayne in the motha’ fuckin’ game
It’s a shame that you blame every foolin hit today                                                                                                                    Stop, drop and roll, everybody pay the toll

In the know, got to go
Freaky bitches at the show
It’s a curse, I ain’t first
Put your body in a hearse,
Swervin’ back n forth in the middle of the north
And you know I got that toolie on me
Freddie call you out when you a phony
You ain’t foolin nobody with that dollar sign up on ya’
Ima’ bust your ass so fuckin’ fast you cannot tell what will come next
Ima’ tell her what is good when she creep up in my hood
Smokin’ weed, smokin’ dank, sold that bitch I make that fuckin’ bank
Kill a real bitch, you know I don’t give a shit
Freddie runnin through your gut, boutta fuck you up a lot

And you know I got that toolie on me
And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me
And you know I got that toolie on me
And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me
And you know I got that toolie on me
And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me
And you know I got that toolie on me
And you know I got that toolie on me, toolie on me
And you know I got that toolie on me
And you know I got that toolie on me