Freddie Dredd

"SIC"

[Intro: KingPin Skinny Pimp]
Aah, not a thermometer, b*tch
It's the 9 inches, I'm-
Aah, not a thermometer, b*tch
It's the 9 inches, I'm-
Aah, not a thermometer, b*tch
It's the 9 inches, I'm-
Aah, not a thermometer, b*tch
It's the 9 inches, I'm-
Aah, not a thermometer, b*tch
It's the 9 inches, I'm-
Aah, not a thermometer, b*tch
It's the 9 inches, I'm-
Aah, not a thermometer, b*tch
It's the 9 inches, I'm-
Aah, not a thermometer, b*tch
It's the 9 inches, I'm-

[Verse 1: Freddie Dredd]
I feel so motherf*ckin’ sick from the murders that I do
Blood streaming down your neck
As I grip onto the TEC
Head pounding like the pig, slit your mother f*ckin’ throat
No questions will be asked because you a stupid hoe
Find your motherf*ckin’ body mutilated in the sea
Floating like a f*cking trout, blood all spread out
You think there’s recovery?
b*tch you do not want to know me
Ever, if he catches me
Feel me creeping on your street
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