Lyrics The Dungeon - Gudda Gudda
Lil'
Twist:
Uh
Lil'Twist
a
monster,
now
watch
me
get
'em
Why
they
try
my
flows
on
when
they
can't
fit
'em
Got
my
shoes
from
overseas,
when
they
can't
get
'em
These
young
rappers
like
toddlers,
watch
me
babysit
'em
It's
Mr.
Twizzy
F.,
and
I'm
right
here
Draped
in
right
gear,
this
is
Young
Money,
yeah
I
got
these
rapers
scared
of
me,
I'm
the
right
fear
Now
their
girls
asking
for
me,
tell
they
girls
I'm
right
here
(like)
Why,
kuz
I'm
a
Young
Money
youngin'
Name
one
way's
that
Young
Money's
not
runnin'
Ha,
and
we
the
shh,
no
plungin'
And
I
came
to
welcome
y'all
to
Young
Money's
Dungeon
Raagh
Turn
your
face
off
when
you
fuckin'
look
at
muah
Send
that
Ray
Charles
to
ya,
make
your
vision
fall
Hell
calls,
kuz
y'all
niggaz
ain't
trustin'
the
god
Put
arrows
on
ya
head,
no
water
dog
I'm
a
cough,
spittin'
god
when
Young
Money
bomb
Fuck
your
walls,
bitch
I'm
raw
with
this
condom
on
Ready,
get
set,
get
marks,
pistol
drawn
Start
the
red
liner,
log,
fire
on
Picture
me
pawn,
knockin'
brochures
door-to-door
I
live
on
the
floor,
outside,
you
couldn't
see
the
floor
At
this
elevation,
elevator,
reach
the
lord
Young
Money,
fuck
these
other
niggaz
do
it
for
Jae
Millz:
Huge
appetite
(yes)
fuck
a
half
a
bite
I
need
that
whole
pie,
dough,
and
cheese
but
you
could
have
a
slice
Nigga,
I
shut
the
stage
down
and
smash
the
mic
Plus
I
kill
after
parties,
I
call
'em
after
lifes
To
the
rap
game,
Millz
don't
make
classics
And
I
don't
write
songs,
bitch,
I
create
caskets
Who
want
a
dirtnap
(who)
your
grim
reaper
is
here
I
compose
funerals
for
you
niggaz
careers
Y-your
girl
said
my
third
leg
was
super
long
She
gotta
lift
weights
with
her
tongue,
her
mouth
super
strong
Heatin'
pad
jaws,
her
mouth
super
warm
But
right
after
I'm
skatin'
like
I'm
boardin'
with
some
supers
on
Gudda
Gudda:
Ugh
Semi-automatic
arsenal
Will
slaughter
you
and
turn
every
part
of
you
to
particles
Pain
is
what
I
ordered
you,
run
is
what
you
oughta
do
I
tear
the
house
down,
evict
niggaz
like
the
mortgage
do
You
niggaz
gon'
bother
who,
I
come
from
the
hardest
zoo
New
Orleans,
Murder
Capital,
that's
where
a
heart
is
grew
Yeah,
I
beat
the
track
like
a
mad
man
Kuz
these
niggaz
is
garbage,
put
these
niggaz
in
a
trashcan
I'm
the
one-man
band
and
I'm
marching
while
I'm
laughin'
Drag
these
bitches
off
my
stage
kuz
yes,
I
am
the
Sandman
Gudda
Gudda,
chain
got
boo-koo
colors
like
Toucan
Sam
Reach
and
you
will
be
an
amputee,
cut
off
yo'
damn
hand
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