CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Underworld
Helluva beat, baby
Smoke on the beat
Ayy, huh, ayy
Ayy, ayy, Sh*ttyBoyz
B*t*h got super head, she my?Wonder?Girl
Hit him up?top, send him down to the?underworld
I just pulled three phones off my uncle Earl
He ain't thinking with his brain, Glock make his onion twirl
Gunslinging on the West, I ain't Erron Black
Opps ain't expect us to hit 'em with a air attack
Pray to God that my n***as make it there and back
Feel like Mr. Apple, I just turned in a pair of jacks
N***as only shoot paper balls in the trash
Only thing I got is SB, they ain't play clash
Real drip stepper [?] splash
You not getting a penny, a purse, or a lash
This a different ball game, stay in your lane, sport
Scams took my life, cameras snatched me off the court
I know we up, n***a, I don't gotta check the score
Hammer in the whip, yes, I pulled up with Thor
I'm finna tell Hutch diamond me up
Sub-Zero, I'm too cold when I'm sliding a punch
Scat flowing, she get wet when I'm flying it up
Give a opp a hundred holes, Shia LaBeouf
Before we hit Saks, go to Morton's first
Keep the questions, lil' b*t*h, you ain't Doris Burke
Ghost chili talk, dawg can't afford a verse
Punch God, granny pray that the Lord'll work
Feeling like a [?] how I play with BINs
If the stick hit, it's game over, he can't play again
Far from human, I feel like Invader Zim
Spaceship tripping, windows Darth Vader tint
Gang got more chopsticks than a noodle shop
Jumped in the deep end and ran into DoodleBob
Up laser gun on an opp and I blew his mind
If the road's bad, we gon' slide in a [?]
I hate a ol' monkey see, monkey do
Bro, I like my b*t*hes rude and my money blue
Feet up, get head while I enjoy the view
B*t*hes ain't sh*t is the only thing I ever knew
You ever made a b*t*h put some in her cootermama?
Her a** fat so I'm tryna find out who her mama
Handing out smoke, this ain't marijuana
Told Tron brought Thai, I want some Benihana
I heard your grandma got cancer, I feel bad for her
But, no cap, before she die, I'ma scam her first
Punch God, b*t*h, I used to be a scamateur
Hit the Runtz once and flew the f**k off of planet Earth
Firework, boy, this lil' BIN exploding sh*t
Walk around with my slime, Nickelodeon
Heart on my tee but the stick emotionless
Triple S untied, still ain't tripping on a b*t*h
Helluva beat, baby
Smoke on the beat
Smoke on the beat
Ayy, huh, ayy
Ayy, ayy, Sh*ttyBoyz
B*t*h got super head, she my?Wonder?Girl
Hit him up?top, send him down to the?underworld
I just pulled three phones off my uncle Earl
He ain't thinking with his brain, Glock make his onion twirl
Gunslinging on the West, I ain't Erron Black
Opps ain't expect us to hit 'em with a air attack
Pray to God that my n***as make it there and back
Feel like Mr. Apple, I just turned in a pair of jacks
N***as only shoot paper balls in the trash
Only thing I got is SB, they ain't play clash
Real drip stepper [?] splash
You not getting a penny, a purse, or a lash
This a different ball game, stay in your lane, sport
Scams took my life, cameras snatched me off the court
I know we up, n***a, I don't gotta check the score
Hammer in the whip, yes, I pulled up with Thor
I'm finna tell Hutch diamond me up
Sub-Zero, I'm too cold when I'm sliding a punch
Scat flowing, she get wet when I'm flying it up
Give a opp a hundred holes, Shia LaBeouf
Before we hit Saks, go to Morton's first
Keep the questions, lil' b*t*h, you ain't Doris Burke
Ghost chili talk, dawg can't afford a verse
Punch God, granny pray that the Lord'll work
Feeling like a [?] how I play with BINs
If the stick hit, it's game over, he can't play again
Far from human, I feel like Invader Zim
Spaceship tripping, windows Darth Vader tint
Gang got more chopsticks than a noodle shop
Jumped in the deep end and ran into DoodleBob
Up laser gun on an opp and I blew his mind
If the road's bad, we gon' slide in a [?]
I hate a ol' monkey see, monkey do
Bro, I like my b*t*hes rude and my money blue
Feet up, get head while I enjoy the view
B*t*hes ain't sh*t is the only thing I ever knew
You ever made a b*t*h put some in her cootermama?
Her a** fat so I'm tryna find out who her mama
Handing out smoke, this ain't marijuana
Told Tron brought Thai, I want some Benihana
I heard your grandma got cancer, I feel bad for her
But, no cap, before she die, I'ma scam her first
Punch God, b*t*h, I used to be a scamateur
Hit the Runtz once and flew the f**k off of planet Earth
Firework, boy, this lil' BIN exploding sh*t
Walk around with my slime, Nickelodeon
Heart on my tee but the stick emotionless
Triple S untied, still ain't tripping on a b*t*h
Helluva beat, baby
Smoke on the beat
