Bat Soup by Sleazy L and Hung G Lyrics
Woke up in a daze
Drove down the road with my eyes closed
Blazed on a fat Messy Jeff
As I wove through a maze
Of long-range truckers
And old muthafuckers in their old beige Cadillacs
Puttering their lazy asses
Foot on the gas, I'm swerving like a maniac
Pissing in a bottle
Got half a brick of bud in the hatchback
A whole butterball turkey in a knapsack
A padlock in a sock in the glovebox
A Russian on rocks sloshed in my lap
Cause I'm snorting Hard Todd of the dash
Soaked my ski mask drinking Hot Ronalds
Stopped at McDonalds and ran inside
With a snitch-and-die kinda look in my eye
Cause I'm Tuesday high, with a twisted smile
Said "give me all the money and a medium fries!"
Now I'm rolling with my boy Hung G
We got that cheese and we getting hungry
And when the sun goes down over Chinatown
We getting black market delicacies (feast)
Whack muthafuckers eat fruitloops
Bad muthafuckers eat bat soup
I told ya cocksuckers I'm a bad muthafucker
And this bad muthafucker wants some bat soup
Never gonna give up bat soup
Every other soup is just bat soup
People say the chickens are coming home to roost
So I went to the farm and torched the coop
Bat wing gourmet, stretch that sack
I'm not gay but I'll munch that sack
Global health emergency is your P.O.V
I'll get some Lyme disease for my C.O.V. (Corona)
I spend my days sneaking into caves
Snatching sleepy-ass bats off stalactites
Bats I'll crave till I'm in the grave
Gobblin all the guano with a bats bite
Bat belly, bat bones, bat fingers, bat toes
Bat neck. bat crack, bat back, bat nose
Bat fat, bat sack, bat fucking cataracts
Boiled, fried, cooked alive
Ribs, wings, breast and thighs
Whack muthafuckers eat fruitloops
Bad muthafuckers eat bat soup
I told ya cocksuckers I'm a bad muthafucker
And this bad muthafucker wants some bat soup
We ate the bat and we gained its powers
Yeea I been hanging upside down for hours
While you cower I devour and the maidens I deflower
Why you looking so sour, ain't you ever seen a bat boy?
Flip a batch of bats with a spatula
Going for the throats like Dracula
And we got more bitches than the bachelor
Bat boyz for life
Back at ya bud
Drove down the road with my eyes closed
Blazed on a fat Messy Jeff
As I wove through a maze
Of long-range truckers
And old muthafuckers in their old beige Cadillacs
Puttering their lazy asses
Foot on the gas, I'm swerving like a maniac
Pissing in a bottle
Got half a brick of bud in the hatchback
A whole butterball turkey in a knapsack
A padlock in a sock in the glovebox
A Russian on rocks sloshed in my lap
Cause I'm snorting Hard Todd of the dash
Soaked my ski mask drinking Hot Ronalds
Stopped at McDonalds and ran inside
With a snitch-and-die kinda look in my eye
Cause I'm Tuesday high, with a twisted smile
Said "give me all the money and a medium fries!"
Now I'm rolling with my boy Hung G
We got that cheese and we getting hungry
And when the sun goes down over Chinatown
We getting black market delicacies (feast)
Whack muthafuckers eat fruitloops
Bad muthafuckers eat bat soup
I told ya cocksuckers I'm a bad muthafucker
And this bad muthafucker wants some bat soup
Never gonna give up bat soup
Every other soup is just bat soup
People say the chickens are coming home to roost
So I went to the farm and torched the coop
Bat wing gourmet, stretch that sack
I'm not gay but I'll munch that sack
Global health emergency is your P.O.V
I'll get some Lyme disease for my C.O.V. (Corona)
I spend my days sneaking into caves
Snatching sleepy-ass bats off stalactites
Bats I'll crave till I'm in the grave
Gobblin all the guano with a bats bite
Bat belly, bat bones, bat fingers, bat toes
Bat neck. bat crack, bat back, bat nose
Bat fat, bat sack, bat fucking cataracts
Boiled, fried, cooked alive
Ribs, wings, breast and thighs
Whack muthafuckers eat fruitloops
Bad muthafuckers eat bat soup
I told ya cocksuckers I'm a bad muthafucker
And this bad muthafucker wants some bat soup
We ate the bat and we gained its powers
Yeea I been hanging upside down for hours
While you cower I devour and the maidens I deflower
Why you looking so sour, ain't you ever seen a bat boy?
Flip a batch of bats with a spatula
Going for the throats like Dracula
And we got more bitches than the bachelor
Bat boyz for life
Back at ya bud