Tank Of Propaine lyrics

This is what happens when you have so many bitches You get depressed and go insane Oh my God based God, yeah I got bitches, this real bitch music Fuck hating suckas I got the girls to prove it My bitch look good, she the same as color as a buick Fuck is you doin' Them bitches ain't choosin' They love the based God, the bitch is not a groupie I met the based God and no he's not stupid He said he'll tie me to a tank of propane (the game) King of the hill based God, bitches call me a-rod Ask me 'bout the clique man, bitch mob Lil b is in bitch mob Based God supports the bitch mob Everybody know that based fucked my bitch huh Everybody know that I still rep the clique huh Shout out (laugh) (meh) Man she still suck my dick huh Young based God, I gotta beautiful bitch mob Watchu' wanna do boy, I still fuck your bitch... Scuba diving swag and the based God the ruler yeah Fifty