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Butcher Video (MV)




Performed By: Paycheck
Length: 2:17
Written by: Paycheck




Paycheck - Butcher Lyrics




Imma go butcher this track
Everyone gotta get back
Imma go run up these racks
Everyone else gonna lack
Imma go butcher this track
Everyone gotta get back
Imma go run up these racks
Everyone else gonna lack
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track

Imma go top all these charts
I make my points like a dart
I steal yo heart
Play the guitar (ouu)
This beat is retarded
I'll be a star
Make it to mars
Imma go far
Pull up in cars
Rhymes give a scar
She thick like some tar
Do it four strokes like a par
I make it pop like a lollipop
I'll make it all the way to the top
Hundred dollars is what I drop
I'm on the track so you know its hot
I'm on the track so you know its hot
You know I'm cleaner than Listerine
I blow a track into smithereens
I'm whipping up food in the kitchen and i'ts gonna be good
That I can guarantee

Imma go butcher this track
Everyone gotta get back
Imma go run up these racks
Everyone else gonna lack
Imma go butcher this track
Everyone gotta get back
Imma go run up these racks
Everyone else gonna lack
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track
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Imma go butcher this track
Everyone gotta get back
Imma go run up these racks
Everyone else gonna lack
Imma go butcher this track
Everyone gotta get back
Imma go run up these racks
Everyone else gonna lack
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track

Imma go top all these charts
I make my points like a dart
I steal yo heart
Play the guitar (ouu)
This beat is retarded
I'll be a star
Make it to mars
Imma go far
Pull up in cars
Rhymes give a scar
She thick like some tar
Do it four strokes like a par
I make it pop like a lollipop
I'll make it all the way to the top
Hundred dollars is what I drop
I'm on the track so you know its hot
I'm on the track so you know its hot
You know I'm cleaner than Listerine
I blow a track into smithereens
I'm whipping up food in the kitchen and i'ts gonna be good
That I can guarantee

Imma go butcher this track
Everyone gotta get back
Imma go run up these racks
Everyone else gonna lack
Imma go butcher this track
Everyone gotta get back
Imma go run up these racks
Everyone else gonna lack
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track
Running and Running and Running and Running and butcher this track
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