Yo, I'm the
Chillest, the floppy f*ckin' Philest, I'm a dirty Emcee, just tryin' to be the illest
On the mic, I do this shit all night, spittin' out these Rhymes that'll make you feel
Delight, in your booty, so shake your ass to the Sound, the party's still pumpin', gonna make
The speakers pound, I'm renowned, I know how to Work the crowd, and when I'm on stage, they
Scream my name loud, Dr. Flopz the maniac of Life, ridin' in all dirty and mackin' on
Your wife, she thinks I'm nice, and grappin' on my Dice, she wouldn't leave my place until
She came twice, I love the spice, I put my balls on Ice, when you make the ladies wet
Well that's the f*ckin' price, see my smile, and my Funky ass style, climbin' to the top
As I watch my cash pile, I got the fame, I'm a killer In this game, killin' emcees who
Try to take my claim, you know my name, and I'm Gonna bring you shame, when I crush you
On stage, you're the only one to blame, now run Away before I start to slay, leave your
Body by the river till your body's all gray, I don't Play, I put you on display, cut your
F*ckin' neck and wash your blood spray, I grab the Mic and start to flow, I'm walkin
Out your mother's front door into the snow, Incredible, f*ckin' unforgettable, take you
To the moon, get you higher than an edible, I need Some sweets, so then I hit the streets
Got my headphones on, I love this f*ckin' beat, I Tap my feet, it's tha one-two-threeMy homie Brandon Moore, play it on repeat, I was Blessed, Sleazy at its best, dumbest
F*ckin' rhymes comin' out the southwest, I'm on a Quest, to get you girly undressed
I slip in the tip, I got her begging for the rest, I'm Freaky deaky, a little bit greasy
Outside your house, I watch you sleep cause I'm Creepy, speak freely, I know you wanna
Be me, whack ass rapper and your breath smells Like feces, I got a rock in my back pocket
Put it in a sock, I beat your head until you vomit, Make you sick with the rhymes that
I spit, the damage that I've done is f*ckin' Permanent, I digress, I got the hatred on
My chest, that's why I write tracks to help me de-Stress, and some breasts, your sister
Has the best, she finally show me hers because I Was a pest, happy bill, kick you in the
Genital, I'm workin' for the devil, with a profit to Fulfill, you down the hill, if
You fall there's no thrill, that's how you lose your Soul, so now you're laying still, the
Dirty emcee, motherf*ckin' floppy, pass the mic yo, I'll try to kill it softly, what do you
See when you're lookin' at me, the microphone Assassin who's come to set you free, the funky
Music junky, if the bass ain't pumpin' then things Will get bloody, listen honey, I'm takin' all
Your money, then I'll do things, that no one finds Funny, so now you know that I never take
It slow, crushin' emcees, with the floppy f*ckin' Flow, oh no, I am an animal, I'll slam you
On your neck, and I'll break your clavicle
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Yo, I'm the
Chillest, the floppy f*ckin' Philest, I'm a dirty Emcee, just tryin' to be the illest
On the mic, I do this shit all night, spittin' out these Rhymes that'll make you feel
Delight, in your booty, so shake your ass to the Sound, the party's still pumpin', gonna make
The speakers pound, I'm renowned, I know how to Work the crowd, and when I'm on stage, they
Scream my name loud, Dr. Flopz the maniac of Life, ridin' in all dirty and mackin' on
Your wife, she thinks I'm nice, and grappin' on my Dice, she wouldn't leave my place until
She came twice, I love the spice, I put my balls on Ice, when you make the ladies wet
Well that's the f*ckin' price, see my smile, and my Funky ass style, climbin' to the top
As I watch my cash pile, I got the fame, I'm a killer In this game, killin' emcees who
Try to take my claim, you know my name, and I'm Gonna bring you shame, when I crush you
On stage, you're the only one to blame, now run Away before I start to slay, leave your
Body by the river till your body's all gray, I don't Play, I put you on display, cut your
F*ckin' neck and wash your blood spray, I grab the Mic and start to flow, I'm walkin
Out your mother's front door into the snow, Incredible, f*ckin' unforgettable, take you
To the moon, get you higher than an edible, I need Some sweets, so then I hit the streets
Got my headphones on, I love this f*ckin' beat, I Tap my feet, it's tha one-two-threeMy homie Brandon Moore, play it on repeat, I was Blessed, Sleazy at its best, dumbest
F*ckin' rhymes comin' out the southwest, I'm on a Quest, to get you girly undressed
I slip in the tip, I got her begging for the rest, I'm Freaky deaky, a little bit greasy
Outside your house, I watch you sleep cause I'm Creepy, speak freely, I know you wanna
Be me, whack ass rapper and your breath smells Like feces, I got a rock in my back pocket
Put it in a sock, I beat your head until you vomit, Make you sick with the rhymes that
I spit, the damage that I've done is f*ckin' Permanent, I digress, I got the hatred on
My chest, that's why I write tracks to help me de-Stress, and some breasts, your sister
Has the best, she finally show me hers because I Was a pest, happy bill, kick you in the
Genital, I'm workin' for the devil, with a profit to Fulfill, you down the hill, if
You fall there's no thrill, that's how you lose your Soul, so now you're laying still, the
Dirty emcee, motherf*ckin' floppy, pass the mic yo, I'll try to kill it softly, what do you
See when you're lookin' at me, the microphone Assassin who's come to set you free, the funky
Music junky, if the bass ain't pumpin' then things Will get bloody, listen honey, I'm takin' all
Your money, then I'll do things, that no one finds Funny, so now you know that I never take
It slow, crushin' emcees, with the floppy f*ckin' Flow, oh no, I am an animal, I'll slam you
On your neck, and I'll break your clavicle
Chillest, the floppy f*ckin' Philest, I'm a dirty Emcee, just tryin' to be the illest
On the mic, I do this shit all night, spittin' out these Rhymes that'll make you feel
Delight, in your booty, so shake your ass to the Sound, the party's still pumpin', gonna make
The speakers pound, I'm renowned, I know how to Work the crowd, and when I'm on stage, they
Scream my name loud, Dr. Flopz the maniac of Life, ridin' in all dirty and mackin' on
Your wife, she thinks I'm nice, and grappin' on my Dice, she wouldn't leave my place until
She came twice, I love the spice, I put my balls on Ice, when you make the ladies wet
Well that's the f*ckin' price, see my smile, and my Funky ass style, climbin' to the top
As I watch my cash pile, I got the fame, I'm a killer In this game, killin' emcees who
Try to take my claim, you know my name, and I'm Gonna bring you shame, when I crush you
On stage, you're the only one to blame, now run Away before I start to slay, leave your
Body by the river till your body's all gray, I don't Play, I put you on display, cut your
F*ckin' neck and wash your blood spray, I grab the Mic and start to flow, I'm walkin
Out your mother's front door into the snow, Incredible, f*ckin' unforgettable, take you
To the moon, get you higher than an edible, I need Some sweets, so then I hit the streets
Got my headphones on, I love this f*ckin' beat, I Tap my feet, it's tha one-two-threeMy homie Brandon Moore, play it on repeat, I was Blessed, Sleazy at its best, dumbest
F*ckin' rhymes comin' out the southwest, I'm on a Quest, to get you girly undressed
I slip in the tip, I got her begging for the rest, I'm Freaky deaky, a little bit greasy
Outside your house, I watch you sleep cause I'm Creepy, speak freely, I know you wanna
Be me, whack ass rapper and your breath smells Like feces, I got a rock in my back pocket
Put it in a sock, I beat your head until you vomit, Make you sick with the rhymes that
I spit, the damage that I've done is f*ckin' Permanent, I digress, I got the hatred on
My chest, that's why I write tracks to help me de-Stress, and some breasts, your sister
Has the best, she finally show me hers because I Was a pest, happy bill, kick you in the
Genital, I'm workin' for the devil, with a profit to Fulfill, you down the hill, if
You fall there's no thrill, that's how you lose your Soul, so now you're laying still, the
Dirty emcee, motherf*ckin' floppy, pass the mic yo, I'll try to kill it softly, what do you
See when you're lookin' at me, the microphone Assassin who's come to set you free, the funky
Music junky, if the bass ain't pumpin' then things Will get bloody, listen honey, I'm takin' all
Your money, then I'll do things, that no one finds Funny, so now you know that I never take
It slow, crushin' emcees, with the floppy f*ckin' Flow, oh no, I am an animal, I'll slam you
On your neck, and I'll break your clavicle
Writer: Floppy Seabourne
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