Sandwiches

Sandwiches Lyrics

"Get on down"
talking:
Yo this is the little lunatic youknowhatimsayin'?
Straight outta Buck Show f**k that.

Psycho Les:
It's like this y'all it's like this y'all
I woke up to the wall and took a p**s y'all
Nigga pop the beat right up on the panel
When you see beyond your sh*t don't f**k with the channel
Or the antenna, slap a funky moranna
On the ass cock back my cock and blast
Boom I juice they love the one I produce for 'em
I floor 'em donkey styles ? nigga be sleepin' man
And they hoes go out if I catch the b**ch alone (forget about)
Punk now what you gonna do sausage
When I take your b**ch home and f**k her hard with my ostrich
Size dick b**ch gets hypnotized quick
Then I flip her little ass like a side kick (word)
The names not Bond so come on and pass me the light
Or the hydro chron
Bust it
I make b**ches make me sandwiches and scratch my ass when it itches


Very nice. Did you hear the rhyme?