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Intro
02:42
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Shark Attack:
I go hard in the Microsoft paint
Ladies and gents, what it do, what it do?
First ever album from the Wipin’ Butt$ crew
DJosh droppin’ beats like it’s his dayjob
Danno Fo Sho skewer the rhyme like a shish kebab
What you know about that, what you know about that?
Sellin' out stadiums in 10 seconds flat
We hope you like our album more than an AOL trial disc
Christmas in July, Wipin’ Butt$’ll bring the lutefisk
Danno Fo Sho:
Are you ready for the greatest album ever?
Shark Attack and DJosh about to pull the lever
our rhymes are sick our flow is tight we are so clever
I told you that I'd finally succeed in an endeavor
get ready to hear, open up your ears
I know that when you hear it your gonna shed a tear
Bigger than thriler, a bunch of lady killers
If rap was a cavity then we'd be the fillers
Put your hands in air unless you don't have hands
in that case, you'd better just stand
these songs are gonna bring you right up to your feet
all the cool kids hearin' Wipin' Butt$ in the street
DJosh:
W B dollar sign
Number 3 P L Y
Got shark attack
Spittin rhymes in the sea
Danno Fo Sho
Spittin' rhymes on the beach
DJosh, droppin all the beats
ahHhHh
I love totino’s
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2. |
Hit Single
04:14
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This is our single, you can
Bump it through the speakers of your mom’s mini van
What you know about catchy rap songs?
Get up out your seats, everybody sing along
Danno Fo Sho:
All my life I always dreamed of being famous
All the haters wanna tell me that’s outrageous
Imma write one song that takes me to the top
I’ll be a salesman, or a rent-a-cop
I got together with a couple of my friends
To melt down Barbies and turn them into Kens
We ended up making this song instead
To preview our album through a contact lens
We’re releasing this to make some money
We hope that you think our rhymes are funny
Take a poop in a jar and call it honey
Beatz so heavy they weigh a ton-y
You’re gonna hear this song playing on the top 40
Make it so nice for the dudes and the shorties
Taste that spice, Oh my that’s sporty
Rub your belly and say lawdy lawdy
Shark Attack:
Here’s the part where the beat drops out
Then it slowly comes back and then I rap about
Getting lots of money and rollin’ to the clubs
Yeah it’s time to shake the dust off those Windstar subs
Shark attack gonna ruin your day at the beach
See my fin out the water all the girls have to screech
Then I get out of the water and drop some beats
Rhymes all quicker and sicker than John Keats
Flow so scary, Joe Rogan, so beefy, Hulk Hogan
So hairy, Like Rogaine, so healthy, Like whole grain
Paparazzi know my name, everybody see my fame
All the ladies want to scream when they hear my raps cause it seems
Wipin’ Butt$ is at the top of the charts
Our songs getting airtime and Shopko and KMarts
Menards and Wal-Marts, Napa Auto Parts
You can find our album in the bargain carts
DJosh:
You know when those bands do that thing with their songs they make?
Then they put them on the web for all of their friends to take
We be doing that with this one
I really hope it gets you pumped for our album
But instead of making you have to wait for the date
We made a catchy ditty so you can just get a taste
Of the beats and the flow we wipe
We hope you like, or we’ll go on strike and be mad at you so
Peer pressure, we’re fresher then a load of laundry
Wipng butts In a quandary cuz we’re wondering why a song can bring
People from hong kong to bejing to resonate like a benzene ring
We’re in the swing of things, covering all the magazine
riding limosines, walk the red carpet. Wan a grammy, grand slammy.
We’ll hit it out the park like a baseball manny
What you gots a grammy? I got plenty, like twenty, I didn’t really win em but they cost a pretty penny. Got more than Kenny Chesney, cuz he doesn’t have any. He didn’t make a craft American hit single good song
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3. |
Boyfriend(s)
02:47
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DJosh:
If I was your boyfriend, I’d probably let you go
I would take you places that you never want to go
Baby you should dump me before you ever know
That I don’t have any money and it really blows
Swag, swag, fart, I ripped
I set my fart on fire while we’re eating Fun Dip
Don’t know about you but I know about ships
I could be the first mate and you could be the skipperrrrr
We’d like to be everything you want
Hey girls let us talk to you
If we were your boyfriends, we’d push you in the snow
Keep you on a farm girl, E-I-E-I-O
we could be you’re gentlemen, we’d make you kid cuisine
I could search on yahoo, you could search on bing, you won’t find a thing.
Shark Attack:
Hop on out of bed turn my swag on
Let's go drive around in my parents' station wagon
Girl you the Nancy to my Ronald Reagan
and I hope that this doesn't sound like I'm bragging
but I got like 40 bucks that I got last Christmas
dismiss the haters then we blow a couple kisses
I spit my rhymes like Ali throw his fist-es
hands gettin' heavy from the ice on my wrist-es
Shark, shark, it's love at first sight, see?
here's a little note, check yes if you like me
you can check maybe if you like me slightly
Just check yes.
Danno Fo Sho:
So give us a chance, we're wipin butt u-gly girl
I'll call you every second to make sure your still my girlfriend
If we were your guys, four's just right for snuggly girl
I just wanna snug and eat food
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All the femalez check ya emailz
All the femalez check ya emailz
All the femalez check ya emailz
All the femalez check ya emailz
Danno Fo Sho & DJosh:
Shark Attack:
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5. |
Kenya Dig It
03:19
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Kenya dig it, K-Kenya dig it?
Kenya dig it, K-Kenya dig it?
Kenya dig it, Vaticanya dig it?
Kenya dig it, K-Kenya dig it?
Shark Attack:
Tearin' up the scene, Shark never stop
Crazy like an Istanbul in a China shop
Yeah Wipin’ Botswana spit you some rhymes
Get your own money, Japanhandling is a crime
Oh my, Oman, this album’s goin' platinum
Steamroll the playa Haiti’s, yeah we flatten em
I got an angry Prius, it’s a Madagascar
Nepal McCartney strumming the Qatar
My blanket is blue, my Afghanistan
You cant catch me, I’m the Azerbajiangerbread man
I’m not messin’ around, I’m super Syria
Party people in the back lemme hear ya
Sudanno Fo Sho
geography time, I hope you're ready
I spent Brazillions of dollars to make this beat heavy
All the haters better leave, Congo away
if you wanna hear cool raps then okay you can stay.
Czech yourself at the ecuador
there's Norway you're getting in here anymore
I'm not gonna start till all the haters go away
seriously guys, just give me a break
I'll Kuwait for yall to quiet down
but when I start rappin I'll make the haters frown
You see that guy Zimbabwe over there
He's a hater so I spit my Guam in his hair
I'm Camerooned on an island of haters
they're the destroyers and I'm the creator
This is treasure island and Denmarks the spot
where the beats are fat and the rhymes are hot
DJosh:
Girl, I’m China my best to impress ya
And I Belize I expressed that Jamaican me obsessed with ya
If your Rwandarin' if I wanted you I want you to come over
Before you’re going going Ghana
Or I’m a goner so come on
Let’s hit the shopping Mali
I’ll me ask my Trinidad and
Bahamma mommy,
if we can take the Tonga truck
cuz I’m Hungary
so we can go to Chile’s
I thought it would be silly
If we said no
We do want to stay we want it Togo
Uhh, Sri Lanka like that keep working that Chad don’t know how to bag my food but he should I think that kinda rude, he didn’t ask if
I Indonesia a cup of Mexicocoa
So lets Congo ya know
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6. |
Average Day
04:43
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Shark Attack:
Dear diary, today I woke up on time
Hopped in the shower to wash off the grime
Then I walked downstairs and what do I see
A freakin' loaf of bread just starin' at me
So I grab a slice and then I put it in the toaster
Pour a cup of coffee and I put it on a coaster
Flip on the tele, NBC morning show
Is it gonna rain, well let's ask Al Ro-
ker, no sir, partly sunny
I'm out the door, I'm gonna make some money
Gonna make the paper, make a lot of paper
Harvest some trees and literally make paper
My job involves the manufacturing of paper
My salary is average but I still make paper
Day is over, yeah you know what I'm doin'
Go home and play some Roller Coaster Tycoon
Got a little chamomile tea that I'm brewin'
Cause it's 9 pm and I'ma go to bed soon
Puttin' on my PJs sippin on some tea
then I write about today in my diary
I don't know what to write cause of how average my day was
I stare into space for like a half hour cause
my mind is blank, if my life were a show
it'd be canceled after the first episode
I didn't find a girlfriend, I didn't find a wife
today was just another average day in my life
I woke up, et cetera, then went back to bed
I wrote in my diary and this is what it said
Danno Fo Sho:
Dear diary I woke up with diarrhea
then I want back to bed at 3 uh
clock in the morning it was really borin
so I went back to bed you know I was snorin
Then I got up to my alarm
It was time to take a bath and shave my arms
I brushed my teeth with some colgate total
walked out my room and out of the hotel
Stopped at starbucks for some coffee
Then I changed my mind and got a chai lattee
I used my own mug so the guy refilled it
on my way to work I didn't spill it
I pulled up to work and walked through the door
I picked up some papers that I dropped on the floor
My quarterly repots got a little dirty
I said, "siri, remind to print new ones at two thirty"
Work wasn't boring and it wasn't exciting
I sat all day and did some apathetic writing
all about the rising cost of chalk
until I left for home at 5 o clock
I parked my car in the usual spot
I stepped out of my car and walked through the lot
I didn't get mugged and I got home safely
I ate my tv dinner it was not exactly tasty
watched magnum PI and Hawaii 5-0
And then I watched another cop show
The tv played until I fell asleep
Then I woke back up to write in my diary
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Girl where u at, whatcha pager do
I'm beeping off the hook tryna get witchu
Hey girl here's the number to my fax
you can kick it at my place and watch some Betamax
Shark attack:
I met this little girly her name was Christine
she got real mean with the fax machine
Wrote her a note that said "I see you"
told her hit me up on ICQ or AIM or MSN
or maybe ask your mom if maybe she can
get off the dialup and then get on the phone
come over to my place and check out my Myspace
I can look at your face, you can look at my face
face-lookin' contest I win first place
Star Wars II, Star Wars II
Attack of the Clones baby, it's Star Wars II
Girl I'll be the Darth Maul to your Qui-Gon Jinn
But instead of killing you I'll be your boyfriend
and you can be my girlfriend and I can be your boyfriend
and then we end up together in the end, the end.
Danno Fo Sho:
DJosh:
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Breakfast, lunch, and dinner, hey
These are the three main meals of the day
The more you eat, the better you feel
So let's eat food for every meal
Shark Attack:
a bunch of chocolate chips on my buttermilk pancakes
twenty strips of bacon wrapped around a couple ham steaks
pour a lil' half n' half on my frosted corn flakes
sippin' on some coffee while I'm mackin' on some egg bakes
move, fruit, get out the way
cause I got a meat breakfast and it's here to stay
don't get up in my grill talkin' 'bout arteries, please
cause my omelet got cheese, like extra sharp cheddar
I'm better than you'll ever be
cause my muffin freshly baked with some blueberry
not to mention that my family wants to have an intervention
cause last week I had to file for a tax extension
now my daddy's askin' "why?" and my mommy is a cryin'
cause instead of payin' rent it's Jimmy Dean's that I'm buyin'
cause I spent my tuition, and now I'm really wishin'
that I hadn't bought 300 pounds of BEEF
Danno Fo Sho:
Danno Fo Sho in the land of lunch
I'm Evil Knievel, rappin' food like stunts
I've got a hunch that for lunch you're gonna eat some Crunch n' Munch
leftover gravy, maybe, a big ol' box of Runts
DJosh:
ZZurn:
It's Zach with the snack attack, watch ya back
every other meal of the day is whack
compared to snacktime, finger-lickin' sublime
Chickin in a Biskit is a long-time pastime
don't know about you but I know about me
got my Sour Patch Kids with the Arizona Tea
reppin' Wipin' Butt$ with some tasty rhymes
ZZurn in the kitchen tell you bout snack time, yeeaaahh
lemme eat right now
in cupboard #1 here to take the first bow
we got crackers and beef jerky with the year old age
lookin' just as bad as Nicholas Cage
Crackerjacks, Wheat Thins, Triscuits, popcorn
grape juice, root beer, sippin' all day long
'cause that's what I do, that's who I am
I'm the snack time king, everyone else is a scam
hey let's eat to the beat, let's chum to the drum
breakfast lunch and dinner are a bunch of scum
snack time prevails, king me dawg
put a crown on me, and eat some BEEF!
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DJosh:
Ladies and Gentlemen allow me to introduce to you
A traitor and a snitch and a man that broke a truce you see
He started out wipin’ and now he’s shavin’ and misbehvaving
hipster be craving a Groupon coupon for a tombstone engraving
‘Who’s flag is we he waving? Is it the Butt$’ or Fa¢e’s
That’s nuts to replace us, he’s got guts to disgrace us
Shavin' Fa¢e, back in their place, about face
Cuz this meeting is adjourned
Benedict Arnold, more like Zach Zurn
Yeah… that’s a burn, I’m not concerned
Cuz I’ve come to terms with fact that Zach is whack
Zurn turned his back
So in turn we hacked his beat and served it back bang bang skeet skeet, better pack
your bags and head back to the streets
Cuz Wipin’ Butt$ never retreats and we make our own beats
Shavin' Fa¢e feel defeat, now we’re the elites.
It’s been a sweet meet and greet, but get up on your feet
hit the road and get a
New zip code, Lupe Fiasco’d
Back to Rochester, that’s wester than our territory
You best, take a rest cuz that feeling in your chest
Is cardiac arrest, now
Lil' Amby:
Shavin' Fa¢e you hurt my ears
Your music brings me to tears
You should go to rapping school
and learn a few things
Shavin' Fa¢e is second place
Got no style got no grace
Suffocating in those jeans
Hipsters are mainstream
Shark Attack:
Sharky from the block
JJ Jetplane, I heard your verse,
I’ve literally never heard anything worse
The results are in, the deed is done
At the end of this battle Wipin’ Butt$ number one
Shavin' Fa¢e third place, come on get a clue
You’re so bad at rapping there ain’t even number two
If your rhymes were toys, they’d be mega blocks
If your beats were clothes, you’d have holes in your socks
My crew graduated from the school of hard knocks
Cut ya beat up and stir fry it in a wok
Serve it with some soy sauce, serve it up to Yao Ming
Download your song just to put it in the recycle bin
I transferred your song to an SD card
then went to the grand canyon and I threw it really hard
Then I put all your lyrics in a super big gun
Then I aimed it towards the sky and shot them into the sun
The thrift store called, they want their stuff back
This’ll be the last time that you mess with shark attack
You a sardine and I’m a great white
It’s the size of the fight in the dog, not the size of the dog in the fight
Friday night fight you better run fly a kite
I’m a lyrical master gon’ spark a disaster
Shavin’ Fa¢e fall apart and crumble like plaster
when I be spittin’ my disses better hang on to your britches
oh that’s right, they’re skinny jeans
Lil' Amby:
V's so deep you're gettin' cold
Camera's 25 years old
Typewriter ran out of ink
Just use a laptop
Shavin' Fa¢e is second place
Got no style got no grace
Suffocating in those jeans
Hipsters are mainstream
Danno Fo Sho:
Hey guys, I don't wanna fight
I just have some nice things to say.
Benny from the block
I think you rock
you wear nice socks
NOT!
You shoulda thought before you messed with Wipin' Butt$
your flow's so bad it's straight crippled get a crutch
you're stumbling and fumbling and crumblin you clutz
I'm up here standing on a peak you'll never touch
If I had to pay for your song well guess what, I wouldn't
I think they asked you in their band before they knew you couldn't
sound any more dumb your raps are crummy
It makes me want to barf up all the Denny's in my tummy
Shavin' Fa¢e or Wipin' Butt$ it's paper scissors rock
I'll throw all three of them at Benny from the Block
The paper wraps around your face and now you can't see
that all the people in the crowd are cheering for me
the rock hits your head and messes up your flow
but it couldn't be any worse then it was before
the scissors fly through the air, straight at your skinny jeans
even the jorts don't look good by any means
mirror mirror on the wall, Shavin' Fa¢e can't rap at all
drivin cars on ethanol, hipsters really dropped the ball
Wipin' Butt$ is 10 feet tall Shavin' Fa¢e is 2 feet small
hey I think your grandma called, she said Shavin' Fa¢e is lame.
Yeah I place the blame on Benny boy for disgracing the name
of Shavin' Fa¢e cuz they're song's like mace in my eyes hear the cries of everybody whose ever heard their supa lame raps
they sound like crap I'd rather take a nap than hear a second of that
Now do you hear all the ladies saying oh snap
cuz Benny bought his jeans from the Baby Gap
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10. |
$trugg Wipe
04:49
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Everybody do the strugg wipe, do the strugg wipe
Everybody do the strugg wipe, do the strugg wipe
Everybody do the strugg wipe, do the strugg wipe
Everybody do the strugg wipe, have a great life
Danno Fo Sho:
first, you take your head
shut it off cuz you don't need that
put your hands down to the ground
then point at your shoes like no one's around
step back and forth, feel the beat
express your angst with your hands and feet
Jump up and down, don't move your head
make all the haters jealous instead
step side to side but make it smoove
then do it like you got something to prove
now push that life alert
like you fell and your hip really hurts
take a second and look at me
moves so fancy like I'm sippin tea
got to the club at 3:15
pm cus I pride myself on being early
Take your pinky out, put it in the urr
is that a dance move, bro I don't curr
Twirl it around and play with your hurr
then head out to Denny's and throw a churr
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11. |
$$$ (feat. Tukey)
07:14
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You never give me your money
you only give me your funny paper
and in the middle of negotiation
you break down
Shark Attack:
nunca me das tu dinero nothing, nada, zilch, zero
I try my best to love and care-o but you just give me a blank stare-o
I might be unemployed but I’m smarter than harry and Lloyd
And my flow is quick and speedy, I got rhymes to feed the needy
From Paris to Tahiti I’m greedy for fame, backin the claim
that Wipin' Butt$ is the name you be hearin in the clubs yeah we’re bumpin your subs
yeah we showin some love to the females that be payin for lunch
Thanks a whole bunch for the burger and fries if I said I’d pay you back I’d be feedin you lies
Buy it use it break it fix it DJ Osh is gonna mix it
I’m gonna buy an appetizer, you gonna be the cash supplier
I’m gonna buy a brand new Rolex, I’m gonna need to use one of your checks
I’m gonna buy a Murcialago, probably gonna use your credit card-o
You give and I borrow, ever see that movie The Day After Tomorrow?
Yeah that’s two days from now I’m checkin' my bank statement and I’m wonderin how
I’ma pay for this stuff I ain’t got enough girl you’re the Megan Fox to my Shia la Beouf
You vs shark I emerge the victor, my rhymes shake the earth on the scale like Richter
Tukey:
You got ones of dollars rolls of quarters Marches of Dimes
JFK, 50-cent piece there’s no peace in this relationship
Coins galore that you don’t show me no more
So much money baby we’ll be on Hoarders
Rick Harrison, Pawn Stars, best I can do is don’t even bother
I sell you my seoul, South Korea baby keep me in these walls
Kim Jong Illest Biggie Smalls tarantula Mardi Gras I want it all buy it for me please
I’m a leech for your currency, share and see what we can be you and me
Happily sad, the day you leave me to earn your salary as a celery saleswoman
I’m in the mood to spend it all, take me to a Denny’s, grand slam.
I t-t-take you on a date, show up late, ask the waiter where’s my mate
Hostess points “look at this photograph” you and me on Instagram
With a gram of the slam in the slammer, rockin’ it to MC Hammer
Post bail with ya money baby, 150 K’s baby nothin’ you can’t cover
You’re the OJ to my lover sugar momma, and dang
All the while all’s I see is your Bentley and my Miata
Shiny silver hari kari baby you’re my hoochie mama
DJosh:
Marry Rich or die tryin that my motto for crying out loud I
Bouced a check for 20 cents so you know the drill girl you’ll be paying my rent or we’ll be living with your rents or a tent and I repent
because I
Spent my dollas on a bed investment
Enron, world ventures and the rest went
Down the drain, literally I flushed all my money down the drain
You’re Jannet Jackson, 100 dollars you feel me?
Holla baby call m e maybe cuz I’m lazy can you pay me
Back for that time we went to go see carlos mencia
I agree I can see that
I bought the tickets for a dollar each, but that’s a breach, Imma leech off ya
That will teach ya to let me manage the cash, if I’m the oresponsible then our future will crash
So you better keep a stash monster mash
I take the fun out of funds, my shorty be call me Washington Like George cuz alls I rock is ones
My shorty wants me to sign a prenup,
When she told me that all I said was clean up
On aisle 3 cuz I thew up on all over the floor of aisle 3 of KMArt and the clerks had to come and mop it up. It was really gross and it smelled really bad, but at lease it was conveniently in front of all the cleaning supplies.
You break it you buy it
I broke it you bought it
Cuz even though I try
I still can’t afford it
Danno Fo Sho:
You think you've seen poor you aint seen nothin yet
I had to sell my russian nesting dolls to pay for my rent
My groceries came from a dumpster, until I met you
Now I'm eating escargot and I'm wearin J crew
Before you came along I just wept and wept
all day long I slept and slept and crept
down the street and cried, man I almost died.
but girl it's your money that kept me alive
Naw guurl You didn't care that I was straight up broke
you took me into your crib, massaged food down my throat
you nursed me back to health with your hundred dollar bills
Now I'm feelin so fly with my name in your will
I really don't care if you're 78
If you got the money honey lets go on a date
I supa don't care if you're supa old
as long as you're worth your weight in gold
I gotta thank all the ladies who enabling me
to be wastey, and lazy cuz when I spit it's so tastey
All day long I be reclinin in a lazy boy
I write raps, unwrap fudge, and stay unemployed
Everyday consists of mostly rappin
when I'm not doing that I'm improvin my rappin
Now here is the part that my brow starts to glisten
I'm about to go hard so ya'll better listen
Now here is the verse that you all waited for
And this is why ladies love dannofosho
I'm spittin so fast that it's cleaning the floor
when I step out the club they be screamin for more
I'm so boss I change my flow on dime
They can't slow me down cuz
Bring it right back just land on a rhyme
That's just how I do, All of the time
If you got money then you can be mine
I'll even put your first name in a line
you'll be more famous than sweet caroline
I think it's time, for me to get paid
ladies throw all of your cash on the stage
now look at all of this money I made
Wipin butt$ took me from riches to rags
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12. |
Birfday (bonus track)
04:06
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Dinner 4 the ladies, don't say maybe
March 31, save the date please
Go ahead, RSVP
Cause we wanna see your face at PVC
Shark Attack:
Danno Fo Sho:
DJosh:
Petey Pop:
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Shark Attack:
Red rover, red rover come on send Rudolph over
I’ll leave him bleeding in the grill of my Range Rover
Comet and Cupid in the back getting stupid
In the streets we be rippin' with Donner and Blitzen
Twas the night before Christmas my oh my
Santa got pulled over for a D.U.Fly
All the kidz in pajamas about to go bananas
When they’re cryin to their nana, cuz santa’s in the slammer
The little drummer boy is bustin a sick solo
Old Saint Nick, lean like a cholo
A charlie brown Christmas you about to witness
With Snoopy going H.A.M., cooked for Christmas
Jingle bell jingle bell jingle bell rock
I'm singin' Merry Christmas while you lookin' at my Glock
Jingle bell jingle bell jingle bell roll
Get ya hands up, party at the North Pole
DJosh:
I got a hit list and I’m checking to twice
and my colt 45 aint gonna be nice
yeah yeah, you know what it is
white and red, white and red
pistolwip you in the head
then I hop up on my sled
ghost ridin Santas sleigh
deck the halls with boughs of holly
leave you with a hand grenade
then I put on my favorite christmas sweater
the girl across the club, I gotta go get her
yeah buddy, I be getting my pay
cuz the skrilla in my pocket goes jingle all the way
dashin through the snow while I’m ridin fo’ fo’
26 inch rimz with the suicide doors
look at me now, look at me now I’m rapping paper
Danno Fo Sho:
Little baby Jesus in a manger
random sheep dudes walkin in that's stranger danger
three magi from the east ridin in on camels
bringing frankincense and myrrh when they should've brought a Lambo
turn down the heat kids and turn up the cold
frosty's straight rollin with a grill made of gold
gold nugs for mouth and eyes and a 50 karat nose
so much ice in his snow he's gonna make your brain explode
if you turn up the heat then his nine's out right away
and if you try to take him out well he'll be back again someday
cause frosty's never lost he's off the hot seat way too costly
and he's got teeth, you'll be tossed, see? so don't you dare be bossy
He's the man from the snow he'll never die
all it takes is hat he comes to life
just when you think you melt him he revives
so stay inside and don't come out your house until we hit July
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Wipin' Butt$ Winona, Minnesota
Rap is stale. Hip-hop is generic. Top 40 hits are regurgitated filth engineered to make a buck. Wipin' Butt$ is on a crash
course to break the mold of mediocrity and excel into a realm of meaningful songs, precisely crafted beats, and heartfelt lyrics.
Nah, just kidding, we're a bunch of jokes.
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