Murs N Corey - Murs, The Grouch, Thees Handz

So look, if you’re offended by the word «bitch,» I’m sorry

Look, we tried to use «Goddess,» honestly, but it, it just didn’t fit

Too many syllables, man

I’m kinda desensitized ‘cause me and my wife call each other «bitch» at home

all the time

And I hope you all don’t take offence

It just sounds really fuckin' dope, and um, feel free to sing along if you agree

Come on, let’s go

Murs N Corey

Grouch and Nick

You know the story

We 'bout to spit

Super lit, so legit

Living legends, you know the click

I took myself on a date

No waitin', no hassles, I was feelin' great

Gold flakes on my sushi

Thinkin' back, admirin' life’s beauty

We used to ride the town in a scraper

Murs would battle busters and we’d come up on some paper

(I got tapes!)

Five bucks for a tape

Dollar record’s priceless for the break

Huh, I love the now though

They call me Grouch, I’m ‘bout to show her where my mouth go (Woo)

Between the left and the right

Lean back, she’s my queen for the rest of the night (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

I love woke bitches, I love broke bitches

I love respect me, but still grab me by the throat bitches

I love bad bitches, I love sad bitches

I love ‘em all ‘cause I never used to have bitches

And all the woke bitches say «Hey»

And all the broke bitches say «Ho»

And all the bad bitches say «Hey»

And all the sad bitches say «Ho»

Murs N Corey

Grouch and Nick

You know the story

We 'bout to spit

Super lit, so legit (Yeah)

Living legends

I look an eighth to the face

No weed, hope it wasn’t laced

Am I sober?

Am I dreamin'?

Gotta stay tuned

All I know is that I gotta hit the stage soon

Room half full, we still had to rip (Rip)

Back in the days, eight ways is how we had to split (Split)

Shit, when you go solo

Like the dude on the horse on your Polo

Sway, it ain’t Ralph though

They call me Murs, I’m ‘bout to show her where her mouth go

Whoa, and that’s a text to my wife

Old school, one vagina for the rest of my life

I love woke bitches, I love broke bitches

I love respect me, but still grab me by the throat bitches

I love bad bitches, I love sad bitches

I love ‘em all ‘cause I never used to have bitches

And all the woke bitches say «Hey»

And all the broke bitches say «Ho»

And all the bad bitches say «Hey»

And all the sad bitches say «Ho»

In real life, I’m a motherfucker

And on this mic, I’m a motherfucker

Motherfuckers say I curse too much

But when I spit clean raps, I was broke as fuck

In real life, I’m a girl’s father

And on this mic, I’ma birth lava

Fuckers say that I should hang it up

But I’m so fuckin' dope that I got powder on my nuts