Lyrics: USDA. The Lick.

Beyond real bad bitch, it puts me down on the lick
Sexy... with the bricks
Ain't got a ride, where I'm looking come right back you all niggers better act...
Know what I'm a do grab my can my glove
And I'm coming off my cub, black... black mass, lead that...
Give me straight to the club with the rainbow free
Riding in my brand new,.. that would be the SLR
That's for the,.. that will be two for the flag
That will be the SL car, back to the lick
Here, let me call her slick
Let them know we're here with the plate
Tell them it's all poof, then we're gonna call up too
Then... day
Yeah, shut up mascot four clip ready, come to shoot like the ancient on the belly
Get away with, charging with the hemy, fuck that shit ain't shit you can tell me
Shug it up face that... you can tell anything nigger wanna say fat
Never met Batman but I know Robin
... dose who are living in pervert
Pull a snow man to a living hot body
Put me on gambling found their body
Body, body, nigger on that
While I move you and I'm good at
Smash out, cash out, break it up 4 ways
One way to Vegas, blew it all in 4 days
Way back... fucked up jinkies...

Gotta hit that lick, hit that lick
Gotta hit that lick, hit that lick
Gotta hit that lick, hit that lick
Gotta hit that lick, hit that lick let's go

Lick up and lick here we spit this shit
A ra lick it we hit that shit
Amber alert, behind that work, you know how I go when a nigger be hurt
Know, knock like who is it? Real horse stopped here to pay you a visit
Putting that bitch all in your... and this ain't bitch gotta give me a kidney
Psycho bitch with the killer pussy go and your body when nigger ain't looking
Shit so high you came for the cooking
Kids pussy nigger want a nigger be tushing
Send that text that was about to wreck
I'm about to wreck like a...
Lost a few problems can't get them back
Can't be sure come and get that back
Send that back, send that back, send that back, get some cone
Thangs be so making you to run low
Shit ain't right... I'm wrong
Side in, side out,.. back to the hat out, count it up
Word on the table says the street's fucked up
Zip like that we gonna... that up
I... sush like a Reservoir dog
If a nigger flints she gonna get knocked down
Gotta hax out when the back could of howl
Cut his ass up, they howl his ass out
Didin't change bags up, I filled them with salt
In the dry walls they... alive
And then feel the boys found butter honey...
Still pack ice got big like wow
Everybody get it now I'm getting really good
My nigger young got a... chair in the woods
... got a tape in the mud from the...
My nigger young got sideways with skull
Clean getaway to the spot we flow
... full of dollars with the whole lot of dope
Get in here good but this time we get more
City for life, yo all nigger know the calls

Gotta hit that lick, hit that lick
Gotta hit that lick, hit that lick
Gotta hit that lick, hit that lick
Gotta hit that lick, hit that lick
Gotta hit that lick, hit that lick
Gotta hit that lick, hit that lick
Gotta hit that lick, hit that lick
Gotta hit that lick, hit that lick
Gotta hit that lick, hit that lick
Gotta hit that lick, hit that lick
Right with us, step up in the mass condo, that's where we're going
You might not be coming, but it's... you miss the Yankee, for real.