Uhh, T-Daddy Stacks

Watch your back

Check it

[Verse 1: T-Daddy Stacks]

Go ahead, big head, give me head like Lohan, Brohan

Yo I need no hand

When it comes to the rap

Yo, I smoke the whole sack, the whole sack?

Yeah chump all of the Buddha, so who's the man

With the big backhand

Rackin' like rack Rack City, 'bitties' with the titties

I love Rack City and all of my 'bitties'

Get 'fiddies' but I know, you love the Candy Shop

Flip flop, you can hop on the dick

Feel the prick of a menace

Cause I'm sick as Venezuela

No doubt, you can try but failin'

Bailin', sailin' on a boat without a fuckin' sail

So you go nowhere, real fuckin fast kid

Kickin' rhymes is my pass time

My past, word is born, no lyin' ain't tryin'

But your bitch loves my shit

Not my hit but my underground shit

I can tell she wants to do the dirty bit

Fuck the Black Eyed Peas boy

I'll black your eye

Yo, my flow stay golden like a Rolex

After one text your bitch be wantin' more sex

Ahahahaha! Yeah boy!

It's T-Daddy Stacks!

Uhhh

Joe Grizzly, baaaybayy

[Verse 2: Joe Grizzly]

Swagger too ill, I shoot to kill

I've got a big dick, bigger shoes to fill

Bitch I'm stressed out, I could use a pill

But I'm afraid that shit'll get abused a lil'

You sleeping with the fishes, better use your gills

I've got a bit of money, I could use a Mill though

So go and fuck yourself with a giant dildo

Welcome into Mr. Grizzly's mind

I can't guarantee that you'll like what you find

Shit moves quick, so don't get left behind

Bitch, I can't sleep gotta stay on my grind

Stop drop and roll in the toilet, I'm hot shit!

You're never gonna stop me bitch, I don't quit

Blazing it up in the booth, I'm so lit

Everybody's mind gets fucked, when I spit

Bitches say "Grizzly you're hot!" Like no shit!

Climb out of bed, my swagger is turned on

Only give head to a freshly mowed lawn

If she doesn't trim it, I guess I'll move on

Say bye hairy pussy, 'cause Grizzly's gone!

I'll commit a crime, then I'll merk the witness

Then I'll hit the gym, gotta work my fitness

Go home and fuck Tiger Woods' mistress

Go from ho to ho to ho, merry fucking Christmas

It's go time bitches, I'm ready to rock

I've got your girlfriend, on the head of my cock

I should be the president instead of Barack

Fuck a condom, my dick's a foot, I'm wearing a sock!

I smacked a bitch up, for talking too much

I said she can't speak til' her stocking is stuffed

She didn't seem to think one cock is enough

So Q-Bone hurried over now we're roasting her rough!