Lyrics KISS MY ASS (G3722) - Luscious Duncan

I said I'm a
Dirty guy, still gettin' hella girlies worldwide
Perfect timing, Arby's sauce, like I came with curly fries
Roast beef on the side, in the V like all the time
Ho please, I'm the prime rib, I'm the dollar sign

Fall in line, drop an AR you can Columbine
It's all in my drip, I'm fine as hell, not a Bible time
I'm the like, best rapper. Fuck your favorites, ghostwritten
Ho I been gettin' it into this and you been gettin' so sensitive

Don't mention it. I'm up out the sea just like a dolphin
I'll extend up both my middle fingers to the lawmen
Often I am asked how I rap so mellifluous
Bitch are you retarded I will slap you with the biggest dick that's

Ever been created, god damnit I'm amazing
Bowling ball candle, I'm the captain of this spaceship
OooOOOH, you don't really wanna race me, bruh
I'm faster than your papa cause that's how ya mama raised me like

WOO!! God damn! Who the heck is that
Bitch it's Luscious Duncan you can kiss my ass
WOO!! God damn! Who the heck is that
Bitch it's Luscious Duncan you can kiss my ass
WOO!! God damn! Who that man
Bitch it's Luscious Duncan he do that swag
God damn who the heck is that
Man you know who it is, man you ain't gotta ask

They like, "Luscious Duncan, can we send you naked pictures?"
"We just wanna show appreciation for your scriptures," I'm the
Mercury in the thermometer, you're not hurting me, I'm hurting
You, I'll turn the YouTube climate into a zoo soon

Ironic since the first clip that they had on it was in one, the
Chronic, I'm on it, it's obvious I often binge-blunt
Minge, cunt, vagina, pussy, slit, fanny--please
You wouldn't give a shit about the written slamming weed but you're

Still getting heated want your team up on my beef list
Decapitate your rookie on a dinner plate like, "Eat this,"
"It's roasted rat, it's wholesome packed with nutrients and holes in em,"
I grabbed the souls in 'em, now there's no looking back

Emptied off the overpass, no way to relax, since the
Fax hit the feds you've given up on your bed with your
No-sleeping ass, you're a cancer, the facts is you're
Past the primetime, think you might be getting cancelled

WOO! God damn! Who the heck is that?
Bitch it's Luscious Duncan, you can kiss my ass
WOO! God damn! Who the heck is that?
Bitch it's Luscious Duncan, you can kiss my ass