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Hopsin-Sag My Pants(Lyrics)

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Uploaded on Dec 18, 2010

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(VerseOne) I erupt like a bomb, so give up the baton, I'll slap you after busting a fucking nut in my palm,why you muggin me like something was wrong, just take a puff of the bong, and let me leave your mind corrupt from the song, see you can't stop me, cause I'ma brainwash teens and create false dreams, cause it pays off clean, I'm just an idiotic, ironic, symbolic, illuminatic, product that's gonna be killed if I talk about it, shh, this industry business is all screwed up,I have no favorite rapper because all you suck, I sever the weakest niggas who not on my pedigree, cause on a tombstone is as hard as their name will ever be, I'm judged by my wild image a lot, and everybody seems to think I have a sinister plot, I do, be offended by every sentence I jot, I got some militant thoughts, and you aint killin them off, so listen
(Chorus)
I sag my pants until my ass shows, I even slap hoes(bitch), yeah I'm an asshole, yeah yeah, and your parents hate me cause I love you, tell em I said fuck you, yeah I said fuck you, yeah yeah.
(Verse Two)
I snuck in Drake's house when he was alone inside, you can say I have a bogus mind, I dim the lights down and close the blinds, around his neck is where my rope was tied, I yanked on it till it broke his spine,(yeah),lately I've been fucking pissed off, cause everybody's saying Lil Wayne spits raw, I start a big brawl, and slam his ass into a brick wall and have a fat nigga sit on him Rick Ross, I don't play with this rap shit, I got no life, I stay in the attic, fuck a rap career, I'm waiting to smash it, Soulja Boy you got a corny flow, so you can suck my fucking dick through a glory hole, I'm just being me, what you try'na hate for, all you niggas is faker than Lupe Fiasco claiming he skateboards, yeah right that nigga can't even ollie, push him away on the dolly, not even Satan could stop me, what.
(Chorus)
I sag my pants until my ass shows, I even slap hoes(bitch), yeah I'm an asshole, yeah yeah, and your parents hate me cause I love you, tell em I said fuck you, yeah I said fuck you, yeah yeah.

(VerseThree) I'm probably the sickest mother fucker who don't get recognized, Eazy-E's wife's life somewhere now jeopardized, she signed me and I was set aside for like three and a half years I don't think I remember why, I'm fucking dope, and this is my reward, that's wacker than the five-hundred dollars you signed me for, Eazy's dead now, yeah the labels finally yours, too bad he never knew that you were just a grimy whore, you can't maintain what Eric built, (nah), I know he's in his grave turnin like a Ferris wheel, don't think your cool just cause you inherit mills, bitch better skills, I'm Hopsin, I spit shit so unfair and real, I got some deep dark issues within, all because you lied and tried to pretend you a friend, fuck ruthless!, bitch I'll never lend you a hand, and I'ma make sure nobody ever signed with you again, you know why.
(Chorus)
I sag my pants until my ass shows, I even slap hoes(bitch), yeah I'm an asshole, yeah yeah, and your parents hate me cause I love you, tell em I said fuck you, yeah I said fuck you, yeah yeah.

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