Good Lobster lyrics

[Verse 1: Royal Flush]
I punch a beat walker in his face
My name is Royal Flush a extra gun is on my waist
Both arms look like a n*gga caught a case
I can't go for that like I'm Hall and Oates

[Verse 2: Sean Price]
Anoint defication
Shut the f*ck up n*gga, the point exclamation
Hatin', loud mouth rappin
Found out yappin'
Pow, the pound out clappin'

[Verse 3: Illa Ghee]
Slap on any man
Spittin' grams
Verbal minivan
Sipping Henny, murder Minnie on your Instagram
Bodyslam rap, aiming for your clap twista
Razor blade rap slice you in your back, rippa

[Verse 4: Royal Flush]
You rap n*ggas, I clap n*ggas
I see you with your momma, still slap n*ggas
You're all b*tches, you're fake f*cks
Talk sh*t to Flush and get f*cked up
My gun's tucked
[Verse 5: Sean Price]
Back rippa, the black n*gga
Orange box cutter ock suckers and whack n*ggas
Rap liver, open hand slap, saliva
Out your face, embrace the eight, no survivor
P!

[Verse 6: Illa Ghee]
Watch rhythm
Socialize I'm a monster hitman
This a hit I'm putting AIDs inside the solar system
Solar wish, rocking polo so emotionaless
Hold the fifth
Quasimoto this is ogre sh*t

[Verse 7: Royal Flush]
sh*t, I'm in this music, I mastered this
Walk like I'm Aerosmith
In the corner I'm holding grip
This what we gotta get
When it's rich it's all rich
I'll be with your b*tch and send her back quick

[Verse 8: Sean Price]
Better than most
The most high, the veteran dope
Elegant, never delicate, poetical pope
Black president, sh*t I never did vote
Black devil, clap metal, remember to smoke
P!
[Verse 9: Illa Ghee]
Black Metallica
Metal malice massacre
Masochistic
Half sadistic, sick algebra
Gun is high caliber
Calculating sex trips to Cali
Illa fatality
Saudi Arabia

[Verse 10: Sean Price]
Wish death on your firstborn
First 48 toss the eight on the Autobahn
Order Sean, but Sean give orders
Kick your b*tch down the steps and I guess I abort her

[Verse 11: Illa Ghee]
Second born
Take a second than your skin is torn
I ain't Biggie I ain't giving n*ggas warnings
Murder in the morning
Hear a lot of shots when I'm yawning
Body the whole show when I'm performing

[Verse 12: Royal Flush]
It's cocaine on the speedboat
Catch me in the local clubs you know I got that cheap coke
Hot time, long coat
The gun got a damn scope
Hit you in your damn throat
I'm the mayor let's all vote
[Verse 13: Sean Price]
P!
Still here bast*rd
Clap ratchet, you ball at the wheelchair classic
Chill, you feel real rap sh*t
Wack sh*t you spill until the mac spit, bong

[Verse 14: Illa Ghee]
Wacka Flocka
Glock in your ankle sock
Hot rock your roster
Illa don't rap on the beat I blaze soccer
Pop cops, chop of blocks and box boxers
Holla

[Verse 15: Royal Flush]
The n*ggas that I'm with is 'bout them street collars
And give you the biscuit first like Red Lobster
You're imposters, with fake drama
I crack your team in half like some good lobster

[Outro]
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