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Let's Kick His Ass!
Father, Zack Fox & Archibald Slim
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Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Let's kick his ass, let's kick his ass
Let's kick his ass, let's kick his ass
Let's kick his ass, let's kick his ass
Let's kick his ass, let's kick his ass (yes, sir)
Let's kick his ass, yeah, let's fuck him up, yeah
Let's beat him up, yeah, and run his pockets, yeah
Take all his shit, yeah, take all his riches, yeah
Take all his bitches, yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Let's kick his ass
Let's stomp him out and throw his body in the trash (bitch)
Let's break his bones, put his body in a cask' (bitch)
I'ma stab him, put a lemon in the gash
Throw that nigga in a lake and make a splash
Let's hook him up to jumper cables, hit the gas
Let's whoop his ass (yeah), let's do him bad (yeah)
What did he do to make them niggas that mad?
God, damn, man, he going out sad (yeah)
Let's take his racks, let's fuck him up
Let's pull up on him, put his body in the trunk (yeah)
Then let's park the car somewhere and blow it up (yeah)
If you don't give a damn, I don't give a fuck (yeah)
He talking tough, now that nigga out of luck (yeah)
Let's punch him in the face (yeah, yeah)
Put him on a plate (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bow your head, say your grace
Let's kick his ass, send him to the pearly gates
Let's kick his ass, let's kick his ass (yes)
Let's kick his ass, let's kick his ass
Let's kick his ass, let's kick his ass
Let's kick his ass (he asked), let's kick his ass (yeah)
Let's fuck him up, yeah
Let's beat him up, yeah, and run his pockets, yeah
Take all his shit, yeah, take all his riches, yeah
Take all his bitches, yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, that's my shit
She said, "That's my shit," the coke fish scale
We drinking Montclairs, and ran down spots with they moms there
Daughters and they sons there, mow 'em down like John Deere
I'm stepping on niggas, I'm stepping on product
Stepping out in Gucci and Prada
Put my whole foot in niggas' daughters
Free Willy, big well, the coke fish scale
What's a fist sale? My whole fist swell to send niggas to hell
Step on a nigga nuts 'til they go squish
I'ma shoot my shot at this bitch 'til it goes swish
I love your hip dips, bitch
She love the way a nigga ropes could swing
My hands around a motherfucker's throat and the Sun get lit
Aw, shucks, bitch, I give no fucks, bitch, got that pyro' lit
Turn niggas to hieroglyphs and make souls lift
Yeah, yeah
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh
Help! Open the door!
Help! I'm locked in with a killer!
Ah! Help! Help! Ah, ah, ah, help!
Kill his ass in his dreams like Scary Terry (yeah)
Stomp his feet and slap his ass when he scream like Tom and Jerry (ah)
If I don't know your ass, then don't need to fight you fairly
Fat' and Zach'll shoot your ass in the knees and body slam you
(Let's kick his ass) choke a nigga 'til his eyes pop out
You die today, I hope you proud of how your life turned out
Wouldn't wanna play, not knowing all my niggas' minds burnt out
Couldn't let it slide, a nigga tried today
His pride hurt now, uh (let's kick his ass)
Fuck 'em up like that boy black, and I'm a white man (you around here, boy?)
Fuck a slut and steal the strap up out the nightstand
He ain't got no heart, and he would never fight no niggas
But when he inside with his bitch, I bet he working on his right hand
Hit his lines from his bitch phone and stomp him out while he sleeping
Record the video, then get online and go leak it
That boy done hit the floor, and he knocked out, now he bleeding
That nigga ain't never liked me, at least now it's a reason
Let's kick his ass
Just can't tell at all