Son of Sam Lyrics

You like the attention

I won't give it out

My bitches come in twos like a city cop

Ain't no question bout it

I'm that nigga now

I'm that nigga now

Yeah

Yeah

20 Bands

That's what you stuff in your bra

If I lack then you fuckin on my dawgs

My pride big

Ima have to kill 'em all

Yeah

Ima have to kill 'em

Don't mistake me for them other niggas

I make it harder for them other niggas

And you know me

I be above these niggas

Don't make me cut these niggas

We gon hold court in the Ritz

Take em all to trial in this bitch

Ouuuu

Please don't make a sound in this bitch

Yellin free thugger in this bitch

Ouuuu

I need me a spiritual bitch

Come and heal me!

Baby I get low in this bitch

I get filthy

Down low and filthy

Ooo yeah

Bend at the waist ms centerfold

You playing with ya life

You playin with ya nose

You want me to grab it if it's real

I love me a thick bitch with grills

She want me to take her where nobody know her name

50 Racks in jewelry on ya body

That's insane

On ya body that's insane

We gon hold court in the Ritz

Take em all to trial in this bitch

Ouuuuu

Please don't make a sound in this bitch

Yelling free thugger in this bitch

Ouuuuu

My love

I might kill you one day

You know us

We're used to violence anyway

We're used to violence anyway

Ohhh anyway

She prolly sitting court-side with a Nigga right now

On the other hand, I am bout to die right now

Call me

Call me

Please, call me

It's a matter of life and death

The world's at an end.

Don't you see it?

Said the world's at an end, don't you see it?

Wouldn't you rather die in my arms?

Wouldn't you rather die in my arms?

It's a matter of life and death

It's easy to transfix when you don't need me

Last night I saw my god in 3D

In 3D!

They say the end is coming

Baby can we cum first?

Your only dream with me is lying deep in the earth

And I would fall down on my knees

To sing your praises again

You love it?

You love It

I knew

You won't even hold me

You're no one!

No one!

No one!

Why won't you look at me?

And I would fall down on my knees

They say the end is coming

Baby I cum first

Your only dream with me is in the back of a hearse

Oh lord

Oh lord