Crash Bandicoot lyrics
by Lord Fubu
[Verse 1:]
Aye, Swerving like OJ, OJ Simpson
I'm trying to catch a chin, like Crimson
Me and Jackie Chan, getting ???
When I got to Jersey, the hoes all fist pump
Hey, don't crash
Where I got it? Don't ask
In my drink, don't ask
n*ggas hate so no cash
Take the picture, no flash
Hate a b*tch with no ass
You put b*tches on blast
That ain't cool. b*tch
How you on a bus but still flexing
Colt 45 40 in the pimps section
Aye, presidential Christmas this a rigged election
Half my n*ggas got the gadget, hope they ain't inspecting
Yuh
[Chorus:]
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Yuh, Crash Bandicoot Crash Bandicoot
Yuh, Crash Bandicoot Crash Bandicoot
Crash Bandicoot Crash Bandicoot
[Verse 2:]
I pull up and park the golf cart
I don't got no skills i'm all heart
I f*ck up a check at Wal-Mart
I'm better than everyone on the charts
I failed out of school with all the smarts
These n*ggas that bite they all sharks
Best throw that sh*t up like lawn darts
Hmmmmmm, Yuh
Nitrify your cortex, damn now you woulda coulda
n*ggas put that mask on, screaming ooga booga
I quit smoking squares god damn I can breathe again
I might go to school, I'm lowkey dumb I can't read again
Crash Bandicoot ???
She drink that sh*t up, like its Danimals
I done came to far, I don't plan to lose
Fire more lives with 100 I'll get a new one, Yuh
[Outro:]
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