Godzilla Lyrics - Singles - Yukmouth

Verse 1 

You niggas juss created a monsta 

fuck a Tampa I smoke ganja 

up in the Bahamas racin Yamaha jet skis 

money launderin like "Casa Blanca" 

luminate the concert 

aimin missile launchers 

he's crazy comet 

mentally disturbed Karma 

wit all drama 

I put that on my mama 

I'm down to hog tie my playa potna 

don't make me spray ya potna 

if you want to save yo daughter nigga, give up the info 

and throw that plasticy mutha fucka out my limo 

wit three up in his temple 

the land where niggas pimp hoes big 

I do this for the streets of 

San Fransisco on down to South Central 

my speech 

too hard on the instrumental will get yo club shot up 

drugs get rocked up 

hustalas settin shop up 

runnin from coppas 

and helicopters 

pourin out Vodka 

for all my dead potnas 

and make me want to drop my chopper 

and salute 

nigga put yo glocks in the air and salute 

nigga shoot 

only my first three times, nigga recoup 

ya'll niggas be bloops 

no, publishin givin the loot 

to your executive produce 

sellin bubble Lex coupes 

on loot 

beat yo bad bitches in daisy dukes 

poppin they cooch 

while my fuckin name is introduced 

1,2,-1,2 

clear my throat, check the mic 

1,2 -1,2 

How many mutha fuckas want to smoke? 

Whatcha want do? 

I throw a tree full blunt into the crowd 

snatch a pile of money 

probably a thousand 

throw it in the crowd 

nigga now 

Big Poppa style 

while I used to be on Section 8 

now it's shrimp and lobster now 

and livin like a Mobbsta now 

an niggas who snitched like Sammy "The Bulldog" 

a final, or Donny Brasco body found in the barrio 

wit quatro, cinco hallows 

up in Pablo 

a Tommyano killa 

but never shit across the Mobb though 

keep yo mouth closed 

we hold the fuckin code of silence 

juss give me great beats and violins 

my flow is violent 

cold as tyrannts 

hearin the po-po sirens 

live an direct, while you slide yo Vet 

niggas think it's real, but chill, it's only a cassette 

yes, gangsta shit to the fullest 

hollow tip bullets through yo chest 

had to dismiss a lot of fake niggas 

juss to make scrilla 

the industry be tryin to rape niggas 

but I'm a straight killa 

white as fuck like grade A gorilla 

the Mobb niggas used rob niggas fo, Hagan Das nigga 

keep a bribe wit her 

half a chicken up in a ride nigga 

fuck ya'll niggas 

I come stompin to eat 'em up like Godzilla 

short stoppin my scrilla, nigga my cheddar cheese 

celeberty 

let my nigga Pac rest in peace 

quit fightin 

know that God hate ugly niggas 

quit bitin 

so I shoot you in yo face buddy 

What you want to do? 

I got crew 

killas from the midwest 

to New Jerus, on down to Baton Rouge 

niggas bangin screws 

the M-O-you crucifixates 

if you'se a trick hate 

go home and ask yo bitch how my dick taste. 

(How my dick taste) 

Nigga, M-O-you crucifixates 

if you'se a trick hate 

ask yo bitch how my dick taste. 

*(screaming)* 

Oh no! 

Oh no! 

He's alive! 

Godzilla's alive! 

Godzilla's alive! 

Oh no! You've gotta see it! 

This is John Jerry, this is John Jerry reporting from channel 4 news! 

You gotta see this! 

Call the president! 

Godzilla's alive! 

Call the president! Tell the president to call the Navy Seals! 

He's here, he's steppin on shit! 

He's crushing!.....Oh my god! 

Godzilla's alive! Oh you got to see this shit! 

Oh!