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Fresh out of Petworld on route nine
Feelin fine, like chasin toys You got dangling from twine Yo, hoe, was wrong with liking to shed Ill fucking rub my hair all over your bed What you gonna do about it cry Did I give you a runny nose and itchy eye Yo I got nine lives and im spending them fast, not dying’ And wiff the lifestyle im living I surely aint cryin A scratching post id like the most don’t mean to boast YO feline represent from east to west coast Das right HOE im a beast Sitting here on this velvet pillow eatin fancy feast Im a rapping cat, das right I lie on my ass all day And prowl at night YO bitch!, female dog that is You stuck in the pound GEE that aint where I is If you try to mess ill hiss in your face Don’t you understand you a human disgrace Yo woman! Clean my litter box its full of shit By becoming my master you signed up for it So shopping for my food and not for your kids Bring home my meow mix dinner and Open up the lids Aint yo never give me a bath if the temp aint right Or ill mess up yo face wiff my claws and bite Tails are swayin as we are playin If you don’t want me to scratch you, you bess be prayin Aint you know it, I got groomin at FOE Got to keep my shiny cat looking bling FO SHO YO when I sad you pet me When I sick you vet me When I lost, you get me Because yo yo nigga my womans in heat Gonna make sweet love behind a dumpster in the street But I aint no alley cat, how bout dat I aint living in no hood My crib is nice and my master is good Why aint you be purchasing my tidy cat My litter box is overflowing you stupid brat Yo I hope you buying what im supplyin You aint messin im guessin cuz youd be cryin YO id stay away from asian people any day If I hung around for too long id become an entrée Im nocturnal, in the world of cats im a lieutenant colonel High up in the ranks Meowing Hissing, Banging skanks And I Aint no lion But Im not cryin Like sambas dad Fallin off cliffs and dyin De-Clawed and Spayed Revenge must be paid Im a pissed hardcore gangsta Wiff kittens that could have been made Uh oh bitch my nails getting sharp, better do what I do most Gonna use your leather couch as a scratching post. I drink a shit load of milk day and night NO JOKE Cuz I aint lactose intolerant like some you folk Vigorous lappin and crappin While you standing their clappin Oh cat lady nucka, give us some space Cant you clearly see that we own this place. This place smells like feces, and has the stench of my piss Aint havin cats around such a bliss Heithcliff, felix, and the famous Garfield When we enter yo kitchen, food is what you betta yield Sandpaper tounge, pink butthole DAS RIGHT Since im such a sexy beast I get action all night I kills birds all day fo you, aint you proud? I left it on your doorstep, and I meow real loud. But das beside the point slut, give me my food Don’t talk to me like im a baby, that fucking rude so all in all im through, that’s been my rap now I gotta go to my litter box and take a crap peace out nuckas. Fresh out of Petworld on route nine Feelin fine, like chasin toys You got dangling from twine Yo, hoe, was wrong with liking to shed Ill fucking rub my hair all over your bed What you gonna do about it cry Did I give you a runny nose and itchy eye Yo I got nine lives and im spending them fast, not dying’ And wiff the lifestyle im living I surely aint cryin A scratching post id like the most don’t mean to boast YO feline represent from east to west coast Das right HOE im a beast Sitting here on this velvet pillow eatin fancy feast Im a rapping cat, das right I lie on my ass all day And prowl at night YO bitch!, female dog that is You stuck in the pound GEE that aint where I is If you try to mess ill hiss in your face Don’t you understand you a human disgrace Yo woman! Clean my litter box its full of shit By becoming my master you signed up for it So shopping for my food and not for your kids Bring home my meow mix dinner and Open up the lids Aint yo never give me a bath if the temp aint right Or ill mess up yo face wiff my claws and bite Tails are swayin as we are playin If you don’t want me to scratch you, you bess be prayin Aint you know it, I got groomin at FOE Got to keep my shiny cat looking bling FO SHO YO when I sad you pet me When I sick you vet me When I lost, you get me Because yo yo nigga my womans in heat Gonna make sweet love behind a dumpster in the street But I aint no alley cat, how bout dat I aint living in no hood My crib is nice and my master is good Why aint you be purchasing my tidy cat My litter box is overflowing you stupid brat Yo I hope you buying what im supplyin You aint messin im guessin cuz youd be cryin YO id stay away from asian people any day If I hung around for too long id become an entrée Im nocturnal, in the world of cats im a lieutenant colonel High up in the ranks Meowing Hissing, Banging skanks And I Aint no lion But Im not cryin Like sambas dad Fallin off cliffs and dyin De-Clawed and Spayed Revenge must be paid Im a pissed hardcore gangsta Wiff kittens that could have been made Uh oh bitch my nails getting sharp, better do what I do most Gonna use your leather couch as a scratching post. I drink a shit load of milk day and night NO JOKE Cuz I aint lactose intolerant like some you folk Vigorous lappin and crappin While you standing their clappin Oh cat lady nucka, give us some space Cant you clearly see that we own this place. This place smells like feces, and has the stench of my piss Aint havin cats around such a bliss Heithcliff, felix, and the famous Garfield When we enter yo kitchen, food is what you betta yield Sandpaper tounge, pink butthole DAS RIGHT Since im such a sexy beast I get action all night I kills birds all day fo you, aint you proud? I left it on your doorstep, and I meow real loud. But das beside the point slut, give me my food Don’t talk to me like im a baby, that fucking rude so all in all im through, that’s been my rap now I gotta go to my litter box and take a crap peace out nuckas. not only the sickest rap song ever, but the sickest rap song ever about cats.
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