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baby kk on March 30, 2013 22:28

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    I'm not a gangster at all.
    Almost every word in this rap is a lie.

    I am a baller, though. Shout out to my homie bubba whatever I named him for gettin on dis track with me.
    we're gonna go muddin later, bubba!!


    baby kk on this shit yeah I'm feelin like a villain

    scoop up your bitch make her wanna have my children

    got these niggas jealous of the money that I'm stealin

    bad bitches come around for the drugs that I'm dealin

    call these haters carrots cause I'm vegetable peelin

    I'm fishin for the money you can call that cash reelin

    man yo bitch keep texting me like "I need sexual healin!"

    she show up at the crib you know her clothes are revealing and now she's kneelin

    fresh young rapper out of southern florida

    I'm all about them drugs but nigga I don't like that yoda

    syrup soda and a blunt bitch that's all a baller need

    gulp it down then take a puff (puff) of this million dollar weed

    always succeed. Bitches say I'm hot as nuclear fission

    my chick is bad, but it ain't easy to get her permission

    I call her cockeye she always got my dick in her vision

    I blow it in her face every time with perfect precision

    and fuck religion niggas talkin bout how they worship god

    the same god that says to beat another man with a rod

    the bible's fucked up it's too easy to see that it's flawed

    let's hit this hook up wait 2 more verses til you applaud, bitch


    we gettin money (money!) more than you could imagine

    we blow it all on that kush that's that marijuana passion

    all our bitches are fly, they up to date on that fashion

    call these haters potatoes (why?) cause all we do is mash em!!

    names master bubba beans best rednek around.

    Ill kech a fish n drank a beer before ya wake up in brown

    thats poop motherfuker ur nitemares r of me

    tererize ur nayberhood dubble barrel OG

    I puff on the pipe a kush with a dip in my mouth

    and I think my cuzins hot cause im from the durty south

    you wana fite me?? I rastle bears with my beare hands

    chop off ur hed and throw it i dont care where ur hare lands

    lets be reel here we know we both have gats gansgter

    but if I die ill go to hevin baby jesus in the manjer

    Oh, shut the fuck up, Bubba. You know that shit isn't real.

    well Im dumb as fuck thats why I belive it so chill!

    ch chill.. chill I think im havin a heart attack..

    shouldn't have had that triple baconator from wendys

    save me lord.. s-s-save me. SARAH MAY!! GO GET THE HOLY WATER

    I need some jesus power to unclog these arteries


    Hater potatoes and carrots add some beef in there too

    push em in and turn it up (TURN UP) imma make some hater stew

    later dude had to introduce that nigga to my chopper

    throw him in the water (deuces!) turns out he's a belly flopper

    eat this copper, bullets made of president lincoln

    you step to me?? baby kk? you don't know what you thinkin

    I leave you stinkin lil' bitch but you already knew that

    leave the bodies so fucked up people be like who dat?

    oh true dat? a new gat? well I got a brand new .44

    come on over any time if you can pass the front door

    and that's a rap! motherfucker I can't think of any more

    bid you adieu now time to go find a bitch and score


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