City Morgue - Babywipes

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[Intro]
Yung Germ

[Verse 1: SosMula]
Sleezy!
Bitch, I could buy you (Fuck outta here)
Put this stick inside you (Boom, boom)
Bitch, bitch I'm Ryu (Mula!)
Blood, free the guys still (Sleezy)
R.I.P the guys too (Woozy)
Shoot that nigga from the roof
That's a bird's-eye view (Boom, boom)
Oops, what did I do? (Mula!)
Get started shooting shit (Boom)
Kill a father and a kid (Boom, boom)
Keep your daughter in the crib (Boom, boom)
I poke revolvers in yo' rib (Boom, boom)
Walk up in the court room guilty like, "Your honor, yes I did" (Mula!)
Do a 100 years before I snitch, my mama raise me right (Rat!)

[Chorus: SosMula]
Fuckin' on yo' lady like, right in front yo' baby like (Fuck outta here)
Give me head, wipe me down, with yo baby's baby wipes
Fuckin' on yo' lady like, right in front yo' baby like (Fuck outta here)
She give me head, wipe me down, with yo baby's baby wipes (Mula!)

[Verse 2: ZillaKami]
From the bottom of the grave, came back (Okay)
Pushed up by the dirt from a nap (Wassup?)
Taking my trench coat up off the rack (Huh?)
Taking my slip, roll it around your neck (Ha ha)
Yo' bitch get facefucked and face bust (What?)
Skarner drag with Phase Rush (What?)
Two shots causing no fuss (What?)
Make niggas souls lift, up (What?)
AK, AR customized, put red dots on both (Okay)
Picatinny rails, my optics fully zero-ed (Wassup?)
Point 'em, then yo' eyes widen like you sniffin' coke (Okay)
Pull the trigger, make you slump like you doin' dope (Okay)