Raproze – Baytown Remastered

Raproze – Baytown Remastered Lyrics

Artist: Raproze
Song: Baytown Remastered

Wassup b#tches, it’s time to party
Imma take my lust and my shawty
I’ll bring some champagne and Jack Daniels
In ten years, I’ll be canceled

After tonight, the world will know my name
I’ve mastered the art and skill of this game
I’m livin the rap life, bops no doubt
I’ll wave away those who stay for clout

I’ll never forget the real ones and the OGs
Let’s go on a tour, you can be the roadies
When people say gay, it means three things
It can mean happy, it can mean sappy, it can mean crappy

I’ll play a b#tch here on First Street
Run away before you catch some heat
Here I am spitting bars
Here you are, sitting behind bars

I’ll be snorting coke
But you’ll be drinkin coke
I’m winning in the game, don’t ask questions
You’re watching soaps like the Young and the Reckless

My rhymes aren’t the best, don’t always have good flow
But it’s better than anything you can spit you little hoe
Be right back, I’m gonna f#ck your sister
I f#cked her hard, then I kissed her

Its like her room was hit by a twister
She’s my mrs and I’m her mister
Wassup b#tches, this is Baytown
Get the f#ck up out our way

Listen to what we say
If you don’t, then you better pray
Wassup b#tches, this is Baytown
Get the f#ck up out our way

Listen to what we say
If you don’t, then you better pray
Wassup b#tches, this is Baytown
Get the f#ck up out our way

Listen to what we say
If you don’t, then you better pray
Wassup b#tches, this is Baytown
Get the f#ck up out our way

Listen to what we say
If you don’t, then you better pray
Like I said, I’ll be canceled in ten years
But not I inject venom into your ears

The venom is propaganda of my music
You have a blunt in your hand, use it
I have my pen to sketch my last line
Pay attention to my next rhyme

You should have the time to listen to my drops
If you don’t bang my songs I’ll call the cops
f#cking your sister in our treehouse
I bust a fat nut all over her blouse

You’re poppin balloons, I’m poppin cherries
I’m hittin’ up Laura’s, you’re stuck with Larries
I’ll f#ck you senseless in your kitchen
If you don’t want this dick you better stop b#tchin

I can rhyme at ease with zero stress
But I’ll give the haters a chance to confess
They long for my rhymes, hate for the clout
When I expose their game, they’re gonna pout

I can buss a rhyme during a game of soccer
Imma pass the mic down to Dr. Shockr
He’ll shock the crowd yet again
To all the fake fans, where ya been?

He’s gonna shake the game with ERA ONE
My music’s changed since Soaking in the Sun
We’re like lightning, we’ll strike you down
You must be scared, cuz now your pants are brown

Wassup b#tches, this is Baytown
Get the f#ck up out our way
Listen to what we say
If you don’t, then you better pray

Wassup b#tches, this is Baytown
Get the f#ck up out our way
Listen to what we say
If you don’t, then you better pray

Wassup b#tches, this is Baytown
Get the f#ck up out our way
Listen to what we say
If you don’t, then you better pray

Wassup b#tches, this is Baytown
Get the f#ck up out our way
Listen to what we say
If you don’t, then you better pray
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Release Year: 1959