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City Morgue – MUTT B Lyrics

City Morgue MUTT B Lyrics

Yung Germ

They call me Godzilla, nigga, what the fuck is up? (Okay)
My mommy was a Dobermann, my daddy was a mutt (Okay)
At a shorty house, I turn her boyfriend to a cuck (What’s up?)
Competition shooter, when I draw, I light you up (Huh?)

Silverback gorilla boy, Chevy Nova steerer boy

F450 dirty, boy, now come here, take the picture, boy (What?)
Sitting real tall, pick-up with new suspension (What?)
Lookin’ like I’m bouncin’ down the street when I be whippin’ (What?)
Shoot him in the head, knock the blood onto his Pippens (What?)
Why your ass so close? Click-clack, boom, now he isn’t (Nope)
Oh, so you a hooper? Oh, so you a stepper?
Nigga, I’m a shooter, meet the .308 Lapua (Okay)
Sneakin’ in your house, would have thought I was Sly Cooper (Okay)
Shoot out all your wheels, blow you over like a trooper (What’s up?)

They call me Godzilla, nigga, what the fuck is up? (Okay)
My mommy was a Dobermann, my daddy was a mutt (Okay)
At a shorty house, I turn her boyfriend to a cuck (Okay)
Competition shooter, when I draw, I light you up (Okay)

HK, I love my HK
MP5K, pull that out in broad day (Okay)
G36C, tracers look like gamma rays (Okay)
Like a, got in in the hall way (What’s up?)
Pull up close (What?), roll windows (What?)
Creep real slow, cock it back and let it go (What?)
If you got a problem, nigga, come and let me know (Okay)
And if you wanna solve it, nigga, come and let me know

But you a bitch, you a ho, you a slide, you a foe
You can die with a note, suicide, yeah, I hope
But you a bitch, you a ho, you a slide, you a foe
You can die with a note, suicide, yeah, I hope

They call me Godzilla, nigga, what the fuck is up?
My mommy was a Dobermann, my daddy was a mutt
At a shorty house, I turn her boyfriend to a cuck
Competition shooter, when I draw, I light you up