Zipperwave

Текст песни Freewill - Zipperwave

Zipperwave Lyrics[Chorus: Mage Mortician]
I got a grip for the bodies
I got a stick for the bodies
I got the clip on my hip
Hop out the whip, catch a body
Sawed off, shotty
Hop out the whip, catch a body
Sawed off, shotty
Hop out the whip, catch a body
I got a grip for the bodies
I got a stick for the bodies
I got the clip on my hip
Hop out the whip, catch a body
Sawed off, shotty
Hop out the whip, catch a body
Sawed off, shotty
Hop out the whip, catch a body
[Verse 1: Meth Mouth]
You  boys ain't actin' on the block (block)
Point it and aim at the opps (opps)
I'm gonna wave it a lot
You gonna lay in a box
Boy you a fool
Fuckin' around with that tool
I might just bring it to school
Shoot up the school
They'll put my face on the news
Maybe then I can be cool
Fuck with the gang
We hoppin' out of the Range
Pistols do not miss a lane
We got grenades
Roxies and xans and some drank
I hit your mans with the drake
Boatloads of dope
Tie it off tight with the rope
I'll take your life for the low
Line up the scope
I'm finna die as a GOAT
They gon' recite what I wrote, cite what I wrote

[Chorus: Mage Mortician]
I got a grip for the bodies
I got a stick for the bodies
I got the clip on my hip
Hop out the whip, catch a body
Sawed off, shotty
Hop out the whip, catch a body
Sawed off, shotty
Hop out the whip, catch a body
I got a grip for the bodies
I got a stick for the bodies
I got the clip on my hip
Hop out the whip, catch a body
Sawed off, shotty
Hop out the whip, catch a body
Sawed off, shotty
Hop out the whip, catch a body
[Verse 2: Mage Mortician]
Yeah, all for the cream
Walk with a limp but the tool in my jeans
Tool in my jeans, breakin' the law
Poppin' the perc and she off of the bean
Off of the bean, shoot up the scene
Grippin' the beam, you gon' die in the slaughter
Hittin' the tree while I'm piping your daughter
Sippin' on lean like it's vitaminwater
Yeah, MAC-11 or the AR
All my friends are in a graveyard
Caught you slippin' on my radar
Talkin' killer but you ain't hard
Put this shotty in your mouth first
Catch a body like a crowd surf
Never worry 'bout a task force
Seven-thirty with the mask off

[Chorus: Mage Mortician]
I got a grip for the bodies
I got a stick for the bodies
I got the clip on my hip
Hop out the whip, catch a body
Sawed off, shotty
Hop out the whip, catch a body
Sawed off, shotty
Hop out the whip, catch a body
I got a grip for the bodies
I got a stick for the bodies
I got the clip on my hip
Hop out the whip, catch a body
Sawed off, shotty
Hop out the whip, catch a body
Sawed off, shotty
Hop out the whip, catch a body