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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Viktor Vaughn
Viktor Vaughn
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Dumile
Daniel Dumile
Songwriter
Matthew James Schmitz
Matthew James Schmitz
Songwriter
Nathanial W. Gosman
Nathanial W. Gosman
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Heat Sensor
Heat Sensor
Producer
Marc-Dieter Einstmann
Marc-Dieter Einstmann
Mastering Engineer
Nathanial W. Gosman
Nathanial W. Gosman
Engineer

Lyrics

I can't understand it V the beat bandit Who bring heat from the mic unhanded Who ever go after burn their hands and lips A lot of rappers ran and abandon they whips It's just another day in the Dunia Don't leave your girl around V he might swoon her Up and under the window serenade her like a crooner Stay ahead of the game and cut her off sooner rather later Use her to gather data Scoop her in the butter soft moon roof Navigator Or the Land or the Lex or the Benz A hundred and sixteenth buy the hours from the africans But they won't let you push 'em One tried to get fly, almost had to mush him If I wanted to rob him, I would've worn a mask Hit him with the fo', took the dough and tore ass Want not, waste not, front not They didn't see him dippin to the fiftycent blunt spot V walk the town with space boots space suits Fucked up cut but she still say his face cute Told the streets, what you staring at? The sewer cap opened up and said: WHY YOU WEARING THAT? He said "Oh you wanna snap, pissface, The way you in everybody's business is a disgrace" At the park gate "Hark who goes there?" It's V the MC who's nasty as nosehair You may go he said you should've been say so Tipped him in cash and Argentinian pesos There you go, my good man Buy something nice for the seed And please keep it moving twice the speed Consider that your fair warning Or else I'll bring it to you express like airborne Vaughn, drop a turd on the beat And shoutout that little bird for the word on the street He write VIK in a sick demented handstyle And go bombin with a chick who whip a rented van while All he say is you nuts He really had enough of poo puts and crewcuts Soup's on and I got a coupon Chinese restaurant asking for the Grey Poupon He said "No, duck sauce soy sauce And this ain't no Burger King so you no get no toy boss" Uh oh it's beer o'clock, I think I'm sober How about we think this over, over a can of king cobra You ain't nicer than a lunatic schiester Aka the vicster, or the vic miceter He wondered should he get a baldie Or keep his edge up, v-shaped like by my waldy But that is the question, he wonders why he always Wearing hats in the sessions Listen up, new drink Named it after Chong's daughter Triple shot of 'gac, with the chaser of bong water V a strong supporter A triple shot of 'gac, with the chaser of bong water Come on bring the slaughter
Writer(s): Daniel Dumile Thompson, Nathanial W. Gosman, Matthew James Schmitz Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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