T-Shirts Buddens - Lil B

Hey, Joe Budden

You’re a motherfucking joke

I’m hip hop, rawest rapper alive

T-shirts and Buddens, this a fucking warning shot

Rap niggas wanna talk, I leave with your jaw dropped

Lil B for lil' boss, big talk, get your head cracked

I’m from the hood, niggas terrorist with no head wraps

Westside gangsta connected to the mob

Connected to the Roc like I’m J Cole

Shoot like I’m Steve Nash, 4−5 tuck with my weed stash

You fucking with a robbing ex killa, get your knees cracked

Internet got you thinking that you is a God

Real hip-hop over here, blood and tears over here

No bitch over here, bad bitches over here

No pussy over there, pump it up you’re a queer

Tryna diss me when you got a fucking full beard

Sit down old man your back about to blow out

My rap like a gold mine, study in my dope rhymes

Rawest rapper in the game, it’s like I’m sniffing coke lines

Losing all your hair Joe, think you need rogaine

Joe Budden Joe booty, what the fuck is yo name

Shut the fuck up with those depressing ass songs

It’s the summer time, get some fucking pussy and go home

Pump it up, pump it up?

Man, I’m finna fuck your bitch, Joey

Bitch, I’m Based God, I should write you a fucking hit Joey

Leave your fucking head ho, need a clip got me a rubber glip

Lil B for Lil Boss, I’m still screaming «Fuck A Bitch»

I’m 20 and you 45, you look like you’re 55

Spit like I’m 65, eating pussy’s 69

You’re a nasty old man probably getting butt fucked

You run around Karate Kid, where’s your fucking nun chucks?

Maybe you don’t have none because you in the hood still

Probably selling X pills, probably eating asshole

Recording all your bitches you a motherfucking pervert

Joe Budden T. V, Joe Bitch T. V

See me in 3D I’m young but I’m ready jack

I dare you to comeback I won because I am rap

Rap like Saran wrap your model bitch saved you

Put him on the internet because don’t nobody play you

Performing at cafes, you still underground

How you go mainstream and run back underground?

Joe Budden you’re a clown please just forgive me

Should of followed fans and now your ass is gonna be history

Make you an ex&le, feed your ass s&les

You’re my own son that ain’t never made it rapping

I tried to give you chances, you didn’t take my hand out

And now you looking stupid as you did when you came out

You ain’t got no swag and you ain’t got no cash

Joe Budden, you just ass hahaha

Ahaha, nigga T-Shirt &Buddens

Ay, Joe Budden shut the fuck up

I have too much swag Joe don’t bring your girl around

This is about you Joe the bay you don’t come around

The world on my back now, bitch I run the internet

Ba-rang-dang-dang, I’m very smart very intricate

I can tell you jealous of Lil B, I’m lil boss

You mad I’m a pretty bitch, you mad you a gay bitch

You don’t have no fucking niche, surprised you still got fans

Act like a grown man, Lil B so don’t cry

Joe Budden don’t cry because you a little fag boy

Go make a mixtape and mope over every song

Keep recording girlfriends bet you still jack off

With your butt-cheeks out listening to mood music

Screaming, «Lil B why the fuck you gotta ether me»

I could of been your friend now your career is history

Joe Budden man you can suck my fucking dick

And tell the whole world

You got murdered by a pretty bitch

Lil B

Aye T-Shirts &Buddens

Rawest rapper alive

Lil B for Lil Boss

West coast BasedGod