Nacho's Blues - Nacho Picasso

Turn me on, your chubby daughter, listenin' to Muddy Waters

Say she get it from her mother, she don’t listen to her father

And she blow me so good, bet another nigga taught her

Damn she got that ill na-na even though she had a toddler

Pull that Magnum to the side, that pussy felt like hot lava

Said she needed diaper money, a.k.a. shoes Prada

So I busted on her titties, now that bitch ain’t gettin' nada

Bitch I ain’t that baby’s father, you be fuckin' like koalas

Two dicks at a time, bet you ain’t gon' rat about it

Erection, I know your father, Lion King, I’m fuckin' Nala

I’m the king, Jerry Lawler, six-deuce Im-fuckin'-pala

Papa Shango fought Kamala, Johnny Quid, RocknRolla

Chewy bars, not granola, Pepsi twist, Coca-Cola

Lola Lola told me slow up, told me hold up 'til we grown ups

Now we’re grown ups, she tell me grow up, now shit holds up that she chose up

Bitch I’m Nacho P, you should know who I am

B, fuck an amputee, 'fore I ever hold her hand

Life is just a beach, take a roll in the sand

Keep my hand on the heat, and my nose in the gram

Used to that belonged in the ground

48 Laws, not the law of the land

Guess a nigga’s double strapped when the bra’s in his hand

If he disrespect your broad, then just pardon my man

We just keep it louder than Lambchop

Play along, play along, sing along, say you don’t get whaled on

Sail on, don’t be a Moby Dick

If we empty all these clips, that is all Porky Pig

I was just a dorky kid, 'til my cousin caught a bid

Knew where he kept his shit, gotta have my cousin dip

First strap I ever seen from my big homie Jay

If I had one wish I would get him out today

He was from the Chopper City, taught me how to use a K

If they come by where I stay, I’ma put 'em on display

Choking on my own vomit

Watching Wallace and Gromit

Nike’s Halley’s comet

My studio is haunted

My music ear’s a shaman

Shrunken heads to the lawman

Took Klonopin, took down all of em

Look at all of em, callin' 'em

Fuck em

I’m twice as strong,

What the fuck is wrong with them

I right my wrongs and bite this song

And bite the bong

They can’t tell if its really me or a hologram

I’m hollow man, I probably am

Off lots of Xan, I’m Nacho