CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Eric Cartman
(Hook - Mafia)
Disrespect that b*t*h like Eric Cartman
Hit that pu**y raw don't use no condom
To store all this drank I need a cauldron
All your checks be small like Kindergarten
(Verse 1 - Yung $talin)
Brb gotta do my chores
Okay I'm back let me f**k your w****
Got a Glock in store
Clip running .44s
Tried f**king your b*t*h
That sh*t was a bore
And your mom I vore
That good sh*t I score
Loyal hoes got four
And side chicks four more
Like a lion I roar
I got hoes galore
'Murica still living on the sycamore
Sipping on this lean can't be good for me
Failed my comp lit final with a 33
Mr Rahm heils Hitler like a big Nazi
And my whole gang repping with the Overseas
(Interlude - Mafia)
I just hit up the stu man
I saw my man Stalin with his kids
That's when you know...
He be real
(Verse 2 - Mafia)
Disrespect, Imma kill you like Kenny
Baddie wanna f**k when she sipping up the Henny
Mice to a man, I'm George you're Lennie
I be running red like it's 1920
I can do anything and I'll never lose her
Hit from the back so hard it bruise her
I run solo never pay for a shooter
Flexing with a 'Rari while that pu**y got a scooter
Never see the 92 loving a w****
Leo Tolstoy making peace not war
F**k her all night now she feeling sore
Only link up when I'm feeling bored
Private plane, got jet lag
Cop two shirts and a new bag
Feel like I'm Bond with the old Jag
I'm up now so it's no brag
(Hook - Mafia)
Disrespect that b*t*h like Eric Cartman
Hit that pu**y raw don't use no condom
To store all this drank I need a cauldron
All your checks be small like Kindergarten
Disrespect that b*t*h like Eric Cartman
Hit that pu**y raw don't use no condom
To store all this drank I need a cauldron
All your checks be small like Kindergarten
(Verse 1 - Yung $talin)
Brb gotta do my chores
Okay I'm back let me f**k your w****
Got a Glock in store
Clip running .44s
Tried f**king your b*t*h
That sh*t was a bore
And your mom I vore
That good sh*t I score
Loyal hoes got four
And side chicks four more
Like a lion I roar
I got hoes galore
'Murica still living on the sycamore
Sipping on this lean can't be good for me
Failed my comp lit final with a 33
Mr Rahm heils Hitler like a big Nazi
And my whole gang repping with the Overseas
(Interlude - Mafia)
I just hit up the stu man
I saw my man Stalin with his kids
That's when you know...
He be real
(Verse 2 - Mafia)
Disrespect, Imma kill you like Kenny
Baddie wanna f**k when she sipping up the Henny
Mice to a man, I'm George you're Lennie
I be running red like it's 1920
I can do anything and I'll never lose her
Hit from the back so hard it bruise her
I run solo never pay for a shooter
Flexing with a 'Rari while that pu**y got a scooter
Never see the 92 loving a w****
Leo Tolstoy making peace not war
F**k her all night now she feeling sore
Only link up when I'm feeling bored
Private plane, got jet lag
Cop two shirts and a new bag
Feel like I'm Bond with the old Jag
I'm up now so it's no brag
(Hook - Mafia)
Disrespect that b*t*h like Eric Cartman
Hit that pu**y raw don't use no condom
To store all this drank I need a cauldron
All your checks be small like Kindergarten
