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Who Dat?
Terror Reid A.PRO
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(Hey, what's good?)
(Wha)
(Let's get it)
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(Where we at?)
(Aight)
(Uh)
Who that rude dude rockin' baby blue shoes?
Drivin' off a cliff and wishin' you was in the car too
It's that daytime Terror with his words so clever
Make it rain from ya bitch's legs, grab ya umbrella, G
Who that rude dude pissin' in your new shoes?
Driving with the clip and shootin' pigeons with a Noob Tube
It's the Terror from the Shred puttin' drugs in his head
I'm the monster from the movies chillin' under your bed, G
I'm not white, I'm green
Man, fuck your lean, I'm smokin' PCP in a Jeep
Feelin' fuckin' psycho, see?
'Cause I'm that dude from ya screen and ya speakers
The one who hates teachers and preachers
And shoves them off o' high bleachers
Sip some Windex out a double cup
Mix it with some other stuff
Your mouth begins to bubble, words fumble
You're in trouble now, G!
Can't you see this only happens when you fuck with me?
Siri, where his mama live?
She won't stop texting me
Who that rude dude rockin' baby blue shoes?
Drivin' off a cliff and wishin' you was in the car too
It's that daytime Terror with his words so clever
Make it rain from ya bitch's legs, grab ya umbrella, G
Who that rude dude pissin' in your new shoes?
Driving with the clip and shootin' pigeons with a Noob Tube
It's the Terror from the Shred puttin' drugs in his head
I'm the monster from the movies chillin' under your bed, G
I start cursin' in person
It worsens when I speak in cursive, bitch
One second, my nuts itch
(Fuck man, your girl gave me herpes or something)
Okay I'm back, with an axe
And a big bag full of thumbtacks
I ain't got no racks
Not a dollar to my name
But I got a sick stack of that summer cocaine
Fuck a bitch that's down for the pain
Fuck a gold chain
Fuck all the money that I make
In the corner doin' angel dust, eatin' pig guts
Chillin' in the back of a pickup truck
Ain't no rules to this game when it comes to me
Bunnyhoppin' off a cliff yelling "suck my D!"
R1, L2, Square, Up, Down, Up
This life is a game and I don't give a fuck
Who that rude dude rockin' baby blue shoes?
Drivin' off a cliff and wishin' you was in the car too
It's that daytime Terror with his words so clever
Make it rain from ya bitch's legs, grab ya umbrella, G
Who that rude dude pissin' in your new shoes?
Driving with the clip and shootin' pigeons with a Noob Tube
It's the Terror from the Shred puttin' drugs in his head
I'm the monster from the movies chillin' under your bed, G
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