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Xzibit - Plastic Surgery Şarkı Sözleri

Xzibit | Diskografisi | Şarkı Sözleri | Resimleri

    featuring ras kass, saafir

    intro:
    arabian voice:doctor, doctor, i need help doctor
    nurse:sit down and wait your turn
    xzibit: sit your ass down

    saafir:
    you have, scars in your mask like seal
    that ain´t for real
    we´ll have to fix that, yo nigga sit back

    xzibit:
    your flow remind me of a nigga that i just don´t feel
    same style and delivery
    might as well have his grill
    pass the scaple, the alcohol, plants
    25 hundered get you style enhanced
    it´s like...

    saafir:
    this, mask right will lift your grill
    it´ll put height in your mack
    don´t take to much off
    if you want a nose like michael jackson

    xzibit:
    if you want it done right, nigga come see this
    maybe even send your bitch
    we can fix them tits
    from a c cup to a double d cup
    make them big shits, doctor lick em, yeah

    saafir:
    i like to, axe em, jack em for their financial
    need a facial i´ll change the skin tone in the inner racial
    after i´m done, you might have a little pouch tone
    nothin´ my scaple can´t fix
    what kind of face you want

    singing voice:
    i want the kind that make me look like i can rhyme

    saafir:
    it´ll cost you

    singing voice:
    but i can find the skrilla, if i can have that nigga face named saafir!

    saafir:
    that´s inposterous, plus i never cloned a microphone
    what type of shit you on, i hope you got insurance
    before i sit you on my gurney
    and lead you to an anestetic breather
    if ya not broke, i´ll save your face like dope and make it right
    casue being fake ain´t tight
    you need plastic surgury

    hook:
    i hear the same ole rhymes, the same ole style
    (it seems you need plastic surgury)x5

    xzibit:
    i´m located, at, the bottom of the black list
    i like to malpractice, complicate a surgury
    intoxicated, smoke cigaretts, drop ass in your gases
    feel the utencil, knife is dull like a pencil
    and what?
    when a nigga place pussy get fucked
    without a kiss or a hug, like contaminated blood,
    transfused from a junkie
    with the hair of jones, i reconstruct the bones
    of all hip hop clones

    ras kass:
    i date fat girls that weight 215
    with low self esteem, cause it´s easier to get the pussy
    i´m performing vinyl liposuctions

    saafir:
    phat mc

    ras kass:
    phat production, motherfuckin´ facial reconstruction
    needles injected 33 rpm of anestic for? to require cosmetic
    sex changes from bitch niggas to ra ra niggas
    the only cure for sick lyrics is to implant a hit gimmick

    saafir:
    this shit is full blown, you better head to the clinic
    after captain save a hoe, we had the luitenit
    operate get straight, we hear to seperate the fake from the classic
    niggas get blasted if they plastic

    hook

    ras kass:
    i´m like dougie howser md with a desert eagle
    criminal genius
    operation, seperatin´ them siamese twins hangin´ beneath them niggas penis
    take it to your face like a skin graph
    rappers, i specialize in talent transplants (word?)
    you want (phat) fat lips nurse get to college
    and ten tons of stomach pumps from all the cum you and richard gere be
    swallowin´
    now followin´ aks vanna to buy you flowers
    so you can c (see) i a (aye) e-swift o (oh) u (you) know y (why)
    we remain uncontested to the contender, we can
    million man march all the way to december
    january, feburary 28th

    saafir:
    i, never, wash my hands
    the only rubber gloves i wear is on my dick
    but i´ll split you quick
    like jackie chan, the way i switch my wristhand
    i make ya sick, but i´m a doctor, don´t trip
    hopefully, in surgury, i won´t slip
    on a tile that file and twist ya lips
    like collin powell
    descriptions i´m overwrite
    for the ones thats over bitin´ on dental records
    bitin´, to god, send your blessings
    i´ll put your mask on, fast like romidon minks
    and bitches, i have,? half blind in the paper, they named me
    a large professor, a mad scientist, with a long line of clients
    bitch! get out of my office
    you don´t have an appointment or an application
    for me to attack your face in my practice
    never lackin´ when i"m insurting these plastic patches
    seems like you need plastic surgury

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