
Ask Me If I'm Kidding
Atlanta Dirty South bounce rap, street rap, gritty hip hop, rap rap

Ask Me If I'm Kidding
Atlanta Dirty South bounce rap, street rap, gritty hip hop, rap rap
Lyrics
Verse 1
Foodie with the noodles, ramen beamin' (Oh)
Life is a circle like the coliseum
Gas out the culo, sound like free jazz
Don't touch me, I'm sterile
Now, free ass
My bag is gargantuan
Got a list of demands for the managuh
This music is ass, need a janituh
A janituh
Unh
Verse 2
Bottled in a message, test it (Okay)
Holler when you get it, ain't no stressing (Okay)
Balling like the Fed is on my head and I'm feeling more like Narduwar
Ask me if I'm thizzin', then I'll say, "Yes"
Ask me if I'm Christian, then I'll say, "Yes"
Ask me if I'm kiddin', then I'll say, "No"
You say, "Damn, all I wanted was an interview"
But you still play the band just to get me through
Chorus
Whistle while you work (Do, do, do, do, do)
I just had a big meal, it's going berserk (Fart)
I can't keep it in, girl, I'm going to squirt (Squirt, squirt)
Big gas, baby, it's gonna hurt
Oh, no, not me
Verse 3
Big ass with the big gas, got the hooptie out
The Batmobile 'bout to fall apart
My kid is so smart, he's in two grades
One of 'em's not the best, but it's okay
Fell in love with an A student
She a hundred times more better than them A students
She give me hope, she don't do dope
She say she love me and I think she do
Verse 4
(Do, do, do, do, do)
And I know you
But it's more fun not to
So I won't tell you
'Cause that would spoil all the fun
