Swamp Song, by Finanshall

Swamp Song

by Finanshall

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1.	Skeeter & Deleeeter 03:15		buy track
2.	Cabana 04:38	lyrics
fat girls gotta have it big hipster girls just fuck and take pics bad girls wanna get licked dyke girls still love the dick sex drugs raps and what else? i dont see below myself so top shelf party party party like Hell Gucci so hot she literally melt she let me make sure there's no way i could help i had a bunch of remedies just let me do it stealth Based God let me fuck yo bitches from the lobby to the labia no riches baby i wanna wife u later but first lets check with Jimmy silly i would eat it cause it smell like cocoa butter so i'm in between them knee caps babies clingin to her breasts she know she in trouble her momma tole her not to mess with this ugly mothafucka got so much cream she seein double
3.	Dip 03:04	lyrics	buy track
she drip drip after drip we dip dip after dip she sip sip sip after sip she kiss kiss what she kiss i think i need some romance but not a long one think i need some hoes to dance with her thong off i think this is my thong song nothing wrong but a little bump & grind goin on bruh im in her, zone 6, this that alley that strip that A pussy T for tits and L for lips i think she took a sip already i mixed in some shit Germany is what they told me g this shit gon blow a hoe up to smithereens illegal potion for some orgy shit she fine, and she mine for one night but thats fine i be fuckin on some dimes, but this a million dollar find big ass fat tighs, i could swallow my tongue twice that pussy dementia, so clean i can see myself in it & god damn im handsome got my penile buzzin like a beehive bruh hi-five me on the way laughin like i can't survive they bet i won't last 10 minutes in it, then adios - bye bye i cant lie, my dick smokin like popeye her pussy sweeter than popaya but just skip that whole shit take yo shit off lets ride take it off bend over let me see it if you looking to get probed by an alien let me be it i could fuck u up like a vampire do but i will let up if you just wanna screw either way i'm the anchorman girl i wanna be on you she drip drip after drip we dip dip after dip she sip sip sip after sip she kiss kiss what she kiss i think i need some romance but not a long one think i need some hoes to dance with her thong off i think this is my thong song nothing wrong but a little bump & grind goin on bruh
4.	Cocaine Thuggin' 02:03	lyrics	buy track
Cocaine Thuggin deygo deygo cocaine hustlin tryn to mail a hater head to police at like 4am giving all these beats a beating like a vegie juice blend they don't know about the secret stash of RPM's i snatch a soul out a body like an alien finna dump a car full of bodies off the bridge like Stan got no love in my heart, like a cyborg man hella gold digging ass hoes this that Ho Klondike but this that shit that make em take em pants off quick lay down on the ground its a robbery get fucked get bucked yeah thats what these hoes like mask on mask off dont matter im a put it in the ground so deep aint no ladder so dicreet like im lurkin wrap yo body in yo curtains hella ideas in my head goin off at the same time mix mash, stack up, black out woke up smacked down, racked out hoes up, funds down when my funds up, hoes around aint no balance in hardship cause 1 wrong bring another now ya wanna buss it but fuck it Cocaine Thuggin
5.	2012 featuring INF 03:03	lyrics	buy track
i'm just trynna live [I told INF] everybody trynna take take take baby steps [are we there yet] hoes better be wet wet not that sweat wet but that kitty purr purr wet wet for that sex sex [wait hold up] pussy blinders on my horse [and that's bad] unemployment got me fucked up feel like robbin food courts [shit sad] when you alive and wishin well they picture you up in the cell at least cause nobody want you to eat they place the bread on the top shelf and Ima go gettem no matter what they think i'm sushi raw, propane spitter got that waka flocka flame and my teeth all wisdom i hope you muthafuckas see no light i'm brinin the rupture with me 2012 god forgive me and he forgive em but I dont when they drown me i'm in a boat with folk trynna float see and i'ma g.o.a.t you a simple goat and all the dirt you dig up on me end up all over yo shirt replacement teacher bruh i get double the work i aint with that ho ass shittt nah i aint with that slow ass shit hah get my money fast make my money flip do a lotta shit before its 20 13 hah get busy
6.	57 Flows 03:53	lyrics	buy track
tell me do ya know how it feels when ya trynna say it but this shit don't play out how ya wanna play it so you never say it fuck that shit is emo i cannot be really sayin this this that shit that make em kids wanna slid they wrist wanna punch other kids wanna make they girlfriend pregnant just to see how this shit feels to be a human in a human's body gettin human brain cause I might be alienating myself further away man i'm bumpin squadda b like all day he for real some shit i don't be sayin every single day humble as i am, ignant as they see me arrogant as i could be, not as much as i really be shit just need to start poppin off or i might start poppin off see im already acting soft gotta shake this fuck shit off and lay it down like i'm a boss for the haters one two three i fuck with a hater if he can tell me whats my flaws where my wrongs otherwise ima keep thinkin im the same doe boy with 57 flows 57 goals, and i can't keep up not a damn bitch cause i couldnt give a fuck what they want, what they need, what they see in a G when they see me what do they see is it a fish or a tree or a butterfly remember hoes be crazy so they see what they wanna see and im just trynna mind my business, trynna not talk too much on twitter not talk too much in general rap only bout shit that matter tho just ranted handed they ass a new one maybe i should just do some, randomly when the cool comes? when my mood calm and the mic aint tucked away bitch i wish i could rap all day speak my mind naw what the fuck you got to say
7.	Uncle Scrooge 03:07	lyrics	buy track
i'm so chill next day i'm on e fck this shit bump like a club in the sea life like a bitch, and sometimes bitches love me and most times, bitches trynna fuck me or fuck with me but i can't let her get to me i told my family the waters run deep this here situation intricate might end up eatin raw fish might end up sleepin with em, all of cause i'm trynna stay above water but the scuba diving snakes hold the new world order holdin on to those deuces & quarters & dimes, can't let a young dolphin shine man i stay up on that gargantuan state of mind perpetual rollercoaster of virtues desires to purchase and strugglin to get to workin cause the comfort is what you earning and bands dont come correct till u threaten them with the furnace fuck trynna save for a rainy day might be yo last minute in the balance of it all, i'm tryn stay livin in the club bitches on me - still feelin lonely late night crippin with the weight of the world on me i'm at the strip club bitches on me still feelin lonely when you lose patience of being noticed you start noticin your own shit and confide to a stripper instead of homies and tell her you dont really know me offer her money to date you just to win back the glorious moments cuz gettin money was gettin dome in gigantic proportions im short sighted when the bread is long man i ain't dealt with a 100k yet but i'm sure i'm goin if my mind stop playin start sayin somethin, then we rollin used to watch Duck Tales with a bowl of cereal in the morning wishin on a vault of coins Uncla Scrooge life was sweet nah i ain't sure what im trynna bring back ya feel me? strip clubs, bottles, nights darker than emptyness suicidal thoughts, faggets with they empty threats rain drops pourin on my head its 2 in the morning mind blank eyes starin through the fuckin walls & grass don't help me it fills my lungs with metal i'm a walkin propane bottle & you a fuckin tea kettle i'm bout to blow i keep sayin to my army clones room full of mirrors dark shadows on the walls alone homies ain't fuck with the bluesy blues man Finanshall be the who is who of who got the juice and damn these bitches still lookin at my groin this shit crazy crazy used to think it was the pink dolphin shirts too wavey wavey still feelin tunnel vision see mercedes leather gravy polo color navy versace shades i'm arabian pinning up pictures of my dreams on the cork board lotto tickets, plans of taking over the world & all man i'm tryna stay real, fuck a dollar bill get my family here, i could be complete for real man this shit is really hard & you won't understand me pop a pill with me xanax ima take u to another planet im alive
8.	Git It How Ya Live 02:08	lyrics	buy track
clouds up on top of me follow me everywhere mind is unstoppable where it go i dont care gotta make it properly a monopoly plenty money in the bundle in a duffle bag stacks on stacks let me shuffle dat hoes ruffling they feathers but i can see past that bird brain she a parrot fucked her on the balcony she was screaming for the Holy Spirit her soul to carry and then i did a line off the skyline doing fine aint worried about a bitch cant waste no time tippin em stoppin em droppin em on the way to the top & em something you'd comprehend if you one of us and not one of them hear me out in the wettest paint on them pretty bitch rims sittin extravagant i'm superstitious so i keep 3 bitches 3 cars 3 stacks in my pocket that's the realistic riches that's that cash on delivery or you get indistinguishable features better read the scriptures remember what God did to em son of a bitch polices can't trust the boys in blue cant fuck with snitches everywhere i go they sayin stop you doin it bruh bruh you smokin that wha wha you murkin this shit you be murkin this shit how you be murkin this shit get it how ya live girl said her daddy tongan, momma is samoan ass so big might i put her on a forklift ride arund town show her off to my homies they all like skinny hoes, dem hoes i dont want em gotta play rough cause hella dudes rowdy every body on that gangsta music like they bout it bout it gangsta pull they pants and snitch on they mans quick fuck a homie main bitch act like he aint did real shit when they think it aint in you just a lil nobody came thru at the venue act all cool by the bar mackin on a random bitch till her boyfriend showed start talkin lotta shit boy got hit in the knee, face rammed in the table that night lost his bitch three teeth and his kangol woke up next morning tried playin 2Pac turned that shit off cuz he realized his balls dropped that guy who did him aint on no g shit daddy was in prison told him handle yo bizness
9.	500 03:37	lyrics	buy track
500 thats an even number 500 bitches on me this summer 500 bottles 500 pounds need 500 lifes to live my life right now it's them snakes that i'm after, crying crocodile tears nah bitch ya can't hear what the crocodile hear when it move underwater and you trynna dance in the water when you move like a cobra ima move get ya slaughtered no mercy someone out the crowd might hurt ya keep a close knit circle never open up the curtains cause some of these demons lurkin in the face they might be wholesome and oily skin was golden, droppin apples from all orchards leaving mothafuckin bodies, plenty clouds & baby orphans shady visitors at night, shit might turn into an orgy when u open arms the heart is stabbed and hung like Jesus was but thank God I'm not perfect so i never let em hurt me can't trust a ho, so it's lonely, and them homies start thinkin i'm on somn but it's a cold world, so why the fuck should i stay warm cause i got my family behind me, do you know what family is to a lion family is everything, i might kill a thousand giants bitch its crucifixes and science in this batcave im residing and the best way i can't find a peace of mind is by staying higher through the violence let me do my thing in silence let me do my dirt in slo mo while im turnin on the wheels of fortune hope these wheels they gon murk em hope these stills of me turn 3d and to every bitch that see me if you turn this shit around you see angels behind demons you see wings and thats me, all hell broke loose i'ma buy 500 bottles, tell the goos get loose till the ducks gon duck cause the hunter gon shoot let me load my fuckin rifle shouts to $ludgehammer, this slimy if you rollin with me thats a guarantee you will hate the world, but you will learn to be in harmony with them sirens, and the modern day pirates and the hoes who wanna lie & the evil that will never die but keep silence
10.	OG Julk 02:20		buy track
11.	TURNUPS 03:32	lyrics	buy track
silly tricks for kids she pull my leg up out the bed she doin squats up on my dick i think this bitch possessed and shit i think we need to slow it down third time today she eat my kids i'm bout to snitch on this bitch now, tell my homie we need to switch but i'm corny like that so stay hoggin i ran thru every porn vid in my life we did it all then she does it all, pole, strip, suck it whole roll over bend over touch your toes and i ain't even connected like that she a different type of bitch some go for the gum she go for the wrap and al i had to do was act cool tho first time we met she squirt about a pool tho aint no need for tips and queys this aint pool doe tell my momma bout her nah, we aint that cool doe tell you real shit right now she a cool ho u know she gave me a birthday present too brought a friend and bought some nuvo gordoooo you a lucky mothafuckaaaaaa get it understood i be all about em dad told me to work and find a wife im bout to how can u resist when these girls be so legit if she wife material than she can't be a freak and i need a freak alright? i need a bad bitch, alright? so if you got pierced nips or yo clit then you the type of bitch that I like it's crazy like a mothafuckin spring break most my homies hitched long ago, now they gettn shitfaced cause the pussy callin, wherever you go got that baby momma stallin goin thru my draws i aint even work with numbers, it's easy to count 1-2-3 then i'm out and we bounce aight?
12.	Shoot The Sky 03:39	lyrics	buy track
i feel like a century old vampire down for hire these bloodsuckas ain my kin tho, [im just feelin tired] mouth wired systematically [cause unemployment hit drastically] and i aint no pimp or no gangsta my friend, but shit i guess you become automatically cause aint no sunshine when there's no dolla signs so rob & steal is the only deal i dont need advances on this grind ima need like 500 for the gun tho tottin pistols since a young tho, with my young bro with my school bros smokin hash on the low stairways of a high rise eastside of Moscow that was back then, dont make me backtrack when the grapes turned to wine, when i start spittin crack and most of them tellin me make money off rap but these the ones who sayin so many lames in this game nah fuck that i might go insane, shout out my ex for that brain and my new girl she got cancer so i can't really make plans with her name thats the harsh reality's stabbin me i wish i was out here rappin on some trappin shit swangin lacs and shit, on some bastard shit braggin bout hoes and the clothes and the cabbage and this legit and this and that fuck a bitch nah the real shit lil buddy this world is realer like this when you fess up like this, i wish they did it like me ain't no fake shit back to the basics bruh let me make this, see my mistakes bitch when u aint had no shootin practice but its do or die now and all these bullets in my pistol sayin let me fly now i got this dodo in my pocket screamin let me fry now put them signs down, shoot the sky now i wish i was the artsy type, the it entrepreneur some people like me they reach out for the high life but the blacked out mind cant no more endure so we resort to violence, and lest it was more in silence but this shit is vibin and if they gon hear this make sure its boomin like renaissance science and if i gotta go in, cant let em catch me slippin i came in this world with 2 goals make my momma proud and make millions and if i can't do the second make sure im thru with the first slippin cause of the thirst prolly the playboy blood in me work thank god im ugly as shit so this go out the equation guess from now on can only be burrrrr puttin ice cream on hoe faces speak easy you die hard watch yo mouth, cause the disrespect get you hit the deck mess up all of your cards thank god for my eyesight they can't hit me first ima need to take my glasses off so i cant see where they hurt boy try put in work, but he workin a job he can't handle so whoever hired this dude gon feel the cold side of the handle you second place like wes mantooth
13.	On That Cloud 03:50	lyrics	buy track
i want my fam to eat, thats why i can't sleep ain't no pill poppin tonight but you damn right i acquire speed living life of greed, had the weed with no seeds to relief times when madness came singing something sweet the times are only rougher they promised me a new day but it was long ago bout 365 tomorrows pain on another level i don't feel ya i don't need to step into somebody shoes cuz my feet hurt so get me i'm on the corner of success street and failure ave stuck in the pavement so the grind is all i have grind the teeth in concrete, leave minimal margins corporate world ain't funding, so i stay in the dungeons workin on my SME, limited accessories so please baby please bear with me no communist i come from where they sneeze, cough and spit permanent cold though these streets got plenty heat fuck with this i was raised on bullshit learned to comb right through it fiction on the news but i give a fuck if they knew it i ain't preachin neither, got my mind on my business head on the table, tired of counting zero tense moments like free throws now it's me hoe do you remember me? oh you prolly think who the fuck that is? cracker on the street, but try bite me i'ma leave ya stomach growling and it ain't for no excitement on the corner i stand higher never frightened cuz who you think you should be scared of in this world is it the guns, the people, media, embarrassment, no love no regrets and no remorse thats what my partna told me hold the torch up high, these bitches try blow it off and saw it off your hand i keep a tight grip like i'm doing pull ups off the 100 floor window pane at the same time shittin on these lames so my pants down and my dick on the floor below recruitin yo hoe for handjobs busy man
14.	Salesman Sadness 03:52		buy track
15.	Off Dem $hit$ 03:41		buy track
16.	Faded 03:50		buy track
17.	Legit 02:38	lyrics	buy track
Like Van Damme doin splits bitch im legit like Chuck Norris do a roundhouse kick bitch im legit like Steven Seagal do all of that shit im legit movies bout janitors, while I'm gettin fat like Santa Clause Hanna Montana shit & my pops out the slammer can't skype no more cause of the jammers can't do what they normal folk do fuck smoke watch Jersey Shore get fucked off a brew at this concert watchin Home Brew i was so geeked up i was talkin to Screw I was talkin to Zeus he told me only one thing bruh u got swag out the roof and this shit is proof 40 proof i dont chase it with juice yes ima dog but fuck chasin the puss if you out for that cake don't eat that shit too if you out here my guy doin whatever you do dont trynna run up on me talkin all of that gangsta shit like you bangin and shit i'm trynna live large like a barge fuck girls who be lookin like Marge but can't let pussy become in charge so i charge thru that shit she think im a mirage put em on iphone now i got a collage trippin of henny with marmelade then she rode me all night then we watched Chocolat movies from Poland, pills come from Oakland, your momma from China, your daddy Samoan, met 5 of your friends, all packed in the Skoda, or was that Toyota tape deck with that dubstep shit my buddy, from Russia he told me these hoes want mo & mo & mo of us, deez hoes from South Africa ridin that pole bruh wearin a mink coat but colder than polar make snow melt for us it's all over, coz you ridin that short bus, that chris brown, that gaga, shit dat i play you dont know about man i fuck with that Pimp C purp in the cup X-Mob, Cousin Fik, D.G. Yola got bootlegs as if it was 95 Screw tapes im throed up and she throw up coz of that coca too much in my sprite so i seem kinda slow huh but she be too fast, she came twice so i had to pull over take off my Balmain pullover then she got done gone off that sugar rush i aint finna tell you that, what you dont know about i aint from the bay, but my city is Auckland we be in the bay lookin over god's shoulder cause we right by the end of the road where these bitches so loud and they look like they could give a fuck man my buddy outta luck so i scooped him in the truck Auckland City blues, sittin by the water seen the