Roman In Moscow (Explicit Version)

I’m big bully, no bike gear I told you bitches last year, I’m a rap bitch nightmare That’s why I call you Buzz Lightyear ’Cause by the time you start buzzin’, bitch, you gone have white hair Paparazzi was a fright scare When I landed out in London it was lookin’ like Mike Dear Mike Jack, who’s bad? Ain’t on my period, but I got a new pad Channel 5, news flash Pussy clean, who smash? None of y’all, Canary Yellow Ball These bitches should be worshippin’ me in the synagogue! Hum, hum, done the prayer B-b-b-b-bitch I ball, underwear Oh! Hum, hum, done the prayer? Did I tell ’em that I ball, underwear? Okay Roman, yall want the full? Bitches is insane These bitches ain’t in my lane Only bitches in the plane is bitches that give me brain! Hold on, this shit is lethal Roman, this is the sequel Moscow, that’s where I keep 'em Until he’s fully charged Your favorite rapper prolly suck As for me, Icy, hockey puck Anyway, I’m on that new shit Every trend, I introduce it Motherfuck you with a big dick I’m a racist, I’m a bigot Bitch, I’m thicker than a midget Yeah I’m crazy, just a smidgen Motherfuck me, get my waffle Please forgive me for my nasal Hold on…fuck you Brace yourself, buck tooth Yeah I golf, putt two Swallow balls, nuts toooo- Camel toe Roman, yall want the full? Bitches is insane These bitches ain’t in my lane Only bitches in the plane is bitches that give me brain! Yeah, ain’t no motherfuckin’ bridge, bitch Ain’t no motherfuckin’ hook, ain’t no motherfuckin’ third motherfuckin’ verse Roman’s back, bitch I fucked up your life last year this time, remember dat? Remember dat, bitch? I’m baaaaaaaaccccck I double-dog dare ya I double-dog dare ya I double-dog any one of ya bitches to come out I triple-dog dare ya I triple-dog dare ya I triple-dog any one of ya bitches to come out I quadruple-dog dare ya I quadruple-dog dare ya I quadruple-dog any one of ya bitches to come out I—uh—five times dare…you…bitch-ass hoes…YEAUHH!