Free Bread At The Outback
LD, A.K.A. the urologist, this my year, show them D||[Verse 1:]|Okay, I'm 'bout to do it all|I don't think I'm stopping, 'til it's mountains of my balls|Y'all like, oh dear, like I'm mounted on the wall|But the way I'm 'bout it, 'bout it my accountant getting mauled|His wife 'bout to leave his ass|He been working all night, while she give him baths|Actually, I'm pretty light, like, within his tasks|He got bigger clients, but I'm nice, so just let me bask|These white bitches let me smash|I get scared though, no bravado|Third base for the O's, like Machado|Miss, I ordered this with Avocados, thanks|Ey, walk up in this bitch, like I was born bread|Going deeper with this spitting, like some porn head|Picture every rapper laying on the floor dead|While I'm in a chair, cross legged, eating corn bread|I just fucked a black chick, yeah, I'm proud|If that's racist, suck a black dick|I'm the one who going straight to the top|Don't mistake it, it's not that flagrant when you blatantly flop|And plus I stay down, like my date gown in this bitch|I'm about to hit the playground, straight clown, all these kids|I'm watching ladybugs with your lady, I got it made like that|Cleaning house like a maid might rap|I don't play with you lame type cats|Say the same shit for days, motherfucker, if you cold I got flames|You're the ice caps|I bet money y'all don't even know about the ice caps|I don't know that much either||[Hook:]|Push the button, lean the couch back, everybody chill|Time to feel better than the free bread at the outback|This so good, chill, put your phone back|Feeling better than the free bread at the outback|Eat that shit, like we supposed to do|Take a rib, get it in, while it's toasted, too|They be like chill, Dicky, chill, I want another|They be like chill, Dicky, chill|You see the butter on that motherfucker?||[Verse 2:]|'Bout time someone bringing back that east coast|I got that shit that make a Rabbi be like preach, bro|Cory turned Marshawn, now it's beast mode|I don't buy her sushi, but she still be licking me, so|I'm getting pussy, like I'm Tebow, if he a virgin, I'm a cheese scone|Motherfucker, I ain't no cheese scone, I'm a grown man|I'm just saying that lil David is coming, got Perrier in abundance|I'm with a bitch who pushing fingers down|That's saying she want it|Don't look it's head up on the table, label that seven nothing|I'm faded snacking on Funyuns, while making raps|That's a luncheon|I'm packing a punch and packing lunch and packed in incumbents|Rapping dumber than some tackle football|With no pads to a motherla|That's how you know it's going down|Philly D, so you know I keep that Hoagie around|Philly beef, we don't fuck with that baloney clown|Y'all made a mess, let me just push that old Zamboni around|That's for hockey if you curious|Treat you like my bitches, only peep between the periods|Treat you like my dishes, only need you when I mentioned|To be eating something viscous, y'all deliciously inferior|Dicky sicker than Nigeria|All types of health issues over there, lot of AIDS||[Hook]||[Outro:]|Don't fuck with me, don't fuck with me, please, don't fuck with me|I wouldn't like it at all|I'm about to buy a monkey and just chill with him|Like in three years, buy a monkey and just chill with him|Dressing him well as fuck, like, throwing overalls on that monkey|Naming him some shit like Greg, like some normal ass name|Like just Greg and, and like, and like really develop a strong|A strong relationship with the monkey|I assume he become one of my better friends|Professional Rapper coming out this fall, I feel bad for the game|I feel the hope sometimes I just feel bad for the game|They ain't ready, woah, I, I just got a fucking Hinge match|Like throwing that out, y'all, just got a Hinge match, y'all on Hinge?|It's really irresponsible not to be, it's just free pussy|
