Uppercuts Lyrics

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Selected song name: Uppercuts
Singer Name: Getter
Lyrics written by: Getter

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Uh, Terror Reid
Hey yo


Stare into, my f**king eyes and you will see
How your life could be before you met me
Oh, wait, G, I met you, and your little sister too
I broke in ya house and blew chunks in her room
Now look at that, I'm chillin' in ya mama's bubble bath
Relaxin'
Chewin' on a sh*tty used napkin
I must've mistook it for ya grandma's t**s
She's into zippers and whips
I'm talkin' freaky deaky sh*t, b*t*h
Torture you with garden tools
And throw you out like rubbish
Tie up all your limbs and then control you like a puppet
The b*t*hes love it - putting cocaine in a bucket
Serve it to the pigs and watch 'em cause a bunch of ruckus

Well kiss my mother f**king a** crack, b*t*h
And tell ya dad I want my adderall back, b*t*h
I'll play you like Monopoly, destroy your property
I got a pocket full of pills so please prepare properly, Because

I am the one who is next up
Hit you with the uppercuts
Slam dunkin' in ya chick's guts
T-E double R-O to the R
Speedin' down ya block in a stolen cop car, because
I am the one who is next up
Hit you with the BMX X-Up
You better pucker up and kiss my gluteus
I'm not that new to this
Terror taking over coming straight out the mothaf**kin' looney bin



I got the spastic tactics and unique techniques
I'm Godzilla in the streets, and King Kong in the sheets
Takes a week just to recover
I slice the booty cheeks like b***er
Then I nut under ya covers
I used to f**k the pu**y during math cla**
Now I f**k the pu**y or the tushy while I'm driving real fast
R-E-I-D, he got a rare disease
And grippin' a gun that shoots mothaf**kin' laser beams
You know, anything is possible with these secret unlockables
Unstoppable - gettin' head from Kim Possible
And Ron's in the back, with his naked mole rat
Give him a hit of acid, and a DVD of Rugrats
What's the sitch?
Are ya hearin' this sh*t?
That I'm spillin' out my lips as I'm pullin' on some whippets
Just sit back, relax, and pay attention
The masked maniac is back and stole ya grandfather's whole pension
Because

I am the one who is next up
Hit you with the uppercut
Slam dunkin' in ya chick's guts
T-E double R-O to the R
Speedin' down ya block in a stolen cop car, because
I am the one who is next up
Hit you with the BMX X-Up
You better pucker up and kiss my gluteus
I'm not that new to this
Terror taking over coming straight out the mothaf**kin' looney bin


It's Terror Reid mothaf**ker