Tarantula (feat. Butch Cassidy)

Ah tarantula

Butch Cassidy

What a tragedy

Oh, bitch, I'm country as cowboy boots

High debut beating boy band groups

****, let me know what the fuck y'all want do

Either keep up or you can't, can't

Met him through a barbecue, cracker do your thang, thang

I ain't come here for no dumb shit

You tell me which one is the hardest ****?

Lyrics of the drum kick?

And when it's finished over and done with

I'ma smoke a blunt and knock the pussy off of some bitch

I ain't no speedy you see I beat it too much

I ain't gone eat it, you ain't gone drown me, and I pound it enough

See me leaving with a big butt woman

With me looking funny pussy up in her stomach

Sitting in the front 'cause the TV's running

Peanut butter leather seat with Big Truck on it

I must've kidnapped her, the **** man hunting

'Cause I heard him hollering, hold on, baby, I'm coming

We hushed those who never thought we would get this far

But, bitch, I told you

So do what you're supposed to

Give me brains, stop looking strange, bitch, shit changed

It's just like I told you

Came up like I'm supposed to

And I'm known as the Black Prince of the South

So wop-bop-a-loo-bop, bitch, watch out

I make you mamma shake her tail feather

Don't tell your daddy that I'm here

'Cause you know I make him feel threatened

Go get your sexy dress to turn me on

While he down here quoting Betty Wright

I know you not gon' sing that song

I hit the chart and never move off

Or homie cool off

Before your nose looks like Rudolph's

I give it to him and this bitch can't handle it

Old ugly, jealous, motherfucker, this shit jammin'

Ridiculous amounts of raw uncut talent

On top of bass, strings, kicks, and piano

They callin' me big bucks, no whammies

This year I'm screaming Jive Records, Bg Truck, God dammit

Heads up, tighten up, a **** move

Ranked CEO slash rapper slash fool

We hushed those who never thought we would get this far

But, bitch, I told you

So do what you're supposed to

Give me brains, stop looking strange, bitch, shit changed

It's just like I told you

Came up like I'm supposed to

I'm fixin' to blow up like the jaws of Dizzy Gillespie

Heavens to Betsy

Julio Iglesias couldn't out rock me

Speedy Gonzales couldn't come catch me

Grammy-nominated especially

The Soul Train Award winner, call me Black Elvis Presley

You probably can't keep up with what you've seen me on

Either one-oh-six and Park, Queen Latifah, Chris Rock, or Jenny Jones

I knock down buildings, and chop down trees

I kick so fucking hard they say you Japanese?

I'm up in the millions because of what I invent

Look at you over there with your seat belt light on approaching y'all initial decent

AKA The Tarantula

Hot rhymes coming from a canister

They keeping my fans for something to brag on

These peoples in here ain't leaving until I finish my fucking last song

Bitch walk like a barbarian

Tall, dark, and cut, I keep them fucking hoes starin'

We hushed those who never thought we would get this far

But, bitch, I told you

So do what you're supposed to

Give me brains, stop looking strange, bitch, shit changed

It's just like I told you

Came up like I'm supposed to

We hushed those who never thought we would get this far

But, bitch, I told you

So do what you're supposed to

Give me brains, stop looking strange, bitch, shit changed

It's just like I told you

Came up like I'm supposed to

South and west come together

However, we plan to do this shit quite clever

My **** Mystikal

It's ya boy Butch Cass'

And we put a foot off in they ass

Now let's have a blast