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N.M.E.
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Hip-Hop/Rap
N.M.E. was released on December 31, 2019 by Dinny Skip LLC as a part of the album Traprapcraprock - EP
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Release DateDecember 31, 2019
LabelDinny Skip LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM77

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dinny Skip
Dinny Skip
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Maxwell Bordelon
Maxwell Bordelon
Songwriter

Lyrics

Girl, you ever heard of Dinny Skip?
Yeah, girl I heard of Dinny Skip
What you think about him?
Girl, he's sexy!
Yo! I'm be giving a whipping that's ripping the skin off your ass
Like Buffalo Bill said, "lotion in the basket"
Your features are so ugly, so you hide inside a mascot
Asking all those questions will leave you up in a casket
Making all that racket, I'm going to have to get my
Ratchet or my hatchet
I'm just kidding
I just ate a pound of acid
Mr. Rabbit, please don't put me in a jacket straight
Hold up. Wait
No time to say hello or goodbye
I'm late! I'm late for a very important date with your wife
Artificial Fahrenheit
Yeah, I'm white but I can fight you like a cougar
Coocoo loco okay?
I say oh no uh oh baby no no
Mama told me not to dance with the devil
I've got eyes on the product and my prize in my pocket
But if I f*ck with it, I don't knock it
Watch me pop it and lock and drop it upon your
Head with a pound of lead
Now go drop dead
Venetian Red it
Oh, I said it
My bedhead is so damned bad and don't forget it
Shut the f*ck up and run
If I've got to shake them
Take them all out one by one
Where is all the love?
Some more ammo for my gun
You tell me, "Dinny, stop it"
But I've only just begun
Where's the humor on the beat?
I got that f*ck that
F*ck your juju beat
Why so serious?
Can't hang with us
I meant me because I'm a genius
Your penis is itsy bitsy teeny tiny teenious
That's one thing I'll never grow out of is making fun of idiots
You're stupid
You're retarded
PC version disregarded
Did I hurt your feelings?
I don't give a shit
I won't say sorry
Why? You're not a friend, you're an enemy
People that think they are better than me
Are you looking at me?
Who could I be?
I'm the S to the K-I-P to the
A-B-R-A-S-I-V-E
T-R-A-P-R-A-P-C-R-A-P-R-O-C-K
I sit on my throne
Scrolling through my phone
They say forgive your enemies
I say get out my zone
Shut the f*ck up and run
If I've got to shake them
Take them all out one by one
Where is all the love?
Some more ammo for my gun
You tell me, "Dinny, stop it"
But I've only just begun
I'm trolling on the internet
Forget to spark my cigarette
I cyber bully all the smelly kids
My belly gets upset
Was selling Tele's to the older fellas before I was Dinny
Jamming Jimi with the hippies, not my homies in my city
Betting all of it on red
Another whiskey water dead
Heavy metal with the devil
Blowing up at the K-Fed
Reminiscing on the Robitussin
Popping them like they were nothing
Wishing I was under
Gee o me o mi o
Motherfucker
Written by: Maxwell Bordelon
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