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Flatbush Zombies

Genres: Hip-Hop

Thug Waffle Lyrics - Flatbush Zombies

Today I purchased a coffin and I ain't even died yet 

Smoked about 100 blunts and I ain't even high yet 

Wrote my in poison ink, watch you biters digest 

Cop the illest grind yet? No, I can deny this 

Lungs full of uhh, Eye bloody red nigga 

Gold fangs on uhh, pocket full of dead niggas 

Smoke some bitch, what the fuck you waitin on 

I know its a virtue, but baby my patience is gone 

Get our relation on, take her to a vacant home 

What you want a quicky sticky? Okay I won't take it long 

Split the dutch down the middle like Moses, split the sea 

Count it up, bag it up man, we love money, we love weed 

Met this one bimbo, told her my name was Meech 

She keep calling me mandingo 

My eyes bloody red, so she probably think I'm evil 

Truely, it's the weed smoke from all this sour deisel 

Light it then I breathe slow 

 

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Seaweed flow, must be from that weed smoke 

Eyes chinese cause we smoking sour diesel 

Blunts siamese, two of these, you be me yo 

Fuck the police though, we smoke it like its legal 

You see Mr Young Bone, AK I'm so gone 

Hoes love me, Jerome, hoes love me, Jerome 

Sit back, get smacked, get stoned 

In the back of the back of the room 

With the mac in the back of the room, she acting doom 

BLAOHW, its the back of the room 

Women they all four, I mean they on fours 

Call this my dumb flow, Urkle, roldo 

Call this my purp flow, roll up the indo 

I'm here dog, whatchu here for? 

Hip-hop is dead, Zombies for prez 

Remindy, untimely, two blunts im siamese 

Pussy we grindy, sticky and grimey, wicked unchimey 

Twisted my frame be, blunt after blunt after... blunt 

So stuck so stuck off the what? 

Sticky, icky, quickly, vicky, lick me, no hickeys, gin and whiskey 

Just me and some pity, swiftly 

 

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Seaweed flow, must be from that weed smoke 

Eyes chinese cause we smoking sour diesel 

Blunts siamese, two of these, you be me yo 

Fuck the police though, we smoke it like its legal 

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