Big daddy Rap

Yooooooaww!

It’s Flocko! Motherfuckah!!

Ayoyoo!

Yo-yo Ayooo

Flocko! Bitch!

Ayooo!

I’m writing raps till I snap my wrist

Flow accurate, rhymes crack your ribs

Snap the mic like a twig

I’m the type to run up in ur crib

Snatch ur wife

Pipe! while I bite her tits

Spend the night

Smack! the kids..Ughhh!

Beat the wax out the track

Catch a body with my raps

Mini shotty on my lap

Wen im lamping at the shack

Fake rap cats put the cramping on my back

I’ll put a stamp on ur cap, NO team

Infrared beams

Slugs in ur head like Freddy in a dream

I’m deadly on the scene

Ya niggas sweet, heavy on the cream

I’m the raw pure straight from Medellin

One man army!

Swing the mic like a sword in my hand

I’m Conan!

knowing no one man can harm me

Blood stained mahogany

Pardon me

My verbal artistry

Is to Bang on tracks like I do carpentry

I don’t give a shit

I Smoke my spliff

I told that bitch

Those not my kids

I got a lot to live

So let’s Hit the strip

I know a spot that’s lit!

That bih crazy!!

I told that bitch

Those not my kids!!!

I told that bitch

Those not my kids!!!