MUTT B Songtext
von City Morgue

(Yung Germ)

They call me godzilla, nigga what the fuck is up? (okay)
My mommy was a dobermann, my daddy was a mutt (okay)
At a shawty house, I turn her boyfriend to a cuck (what′s up?)
Competition shooter, when I draw, I light you up (huh?)

Silverback gorilla boy, chevy nova steerer boy
F, four, fifty, dirty boy, now come here, take the picture, boy (what?)
Sitting real tall, pick-up, new suspension (what?)
Lookin' like I′m bouncin' down the street when I be whippin' (what?)

Shoot him in the head, knock the blood onto his Pippens (what?)
Why your ass so close? Click-clack, boom, now he isn′t (nope)
Oh, so you a hooper? Oh, so you a stepper?
Nigga, I′m a shooter, meet the three, O, eighth, lapua (okay)
Sneakin' in your house, would have thought I was Sly Cooper
Shoot out all your wheels, blow you over like a trooper (what′s up?)


They call me godzilla, nigga, what the fuck is up?
My mommy was a dobermann, my daddy was a mutt (okay)
At a shawty house, I turn her boyfriend to a cuck (okay)
Competition shooter, when I draw, I light you up (okay)

Hk, I love my HK
MP, five, K, pull that out in broad day (okay)
G, thirty-six, C, tracers look like gamma rays (okay)
Like-, got in in the hall way (what's up?)

Pull up close (what?), Roll windows (what?)
Creep real slow, cock it back and let it go (what?)
If you got a problem, nigga, come and let me know (okay)
And if you wanna solve it, nigga, come and let me know

You a bitch, you a ho, you a slide, you a foe
You can die with a note, suicide, yeah, I hope
But you a bitch, you a ho, you a slide, you a foe
You can die with a note, suicide, yeah, I hope

They call me godzilla, nigga, what the fuck is up?
My mommy was a dobermann, my daddy was a mutt
At a shawty house, I turn her boyfriend to a cuck
Competition shooter, when I draw, I light you up