笨小笨Rubber Hand Grip (Explicit)歌词由Roc Marciano&The Alchemist演唱，出自专辑《The Elephant Man’s Bones (Explicit)》，下面是《Rubber Hand Grip (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
Rubber Hand Grip (Explicit)歌词完整版
作词 : R. Meyer/A. Maman
作曲 : R. Meyer/A. Maman
Check my levels
Levels is good? (Uh)
Uh-huh, Pump with the rubber hand grip (Uh)
You don't know who you playing with
Yeah, Pimpstead nigga
If it's trouble then we shootin' it's troubleshooting
We shootin' up but we ain't struggling with drug use
Throwin' all these subs what that make you subhuman?
This is music for sub-machine gun users (Uh)
Speeding in the BMW lookin' unassuming (Uh)
Just me and my Uzi we lookin' like a couple spooning (Mmm)
Enough with the canoodling, blow your noodles on your beautiful drip
This is Hoorsenbuhs, you should google it
My love language is another matrix
Screw your baby mother like some Cartier love bracelets
Hеrmès blankets that's a blanket statemеnt
Need more than handkerchief 'cause we covering all the basics
Might yank you out the whip and strip you naked (Get over here)
Niggas comparing MJ to "Weird Al" Yankovic (Huh?)
It's a ***** ain't it? (***** ain't it?)
When the love always outweigh the negative (It do)
I'm on the edge, I'm at the ledge of the clip, break your neck like a breadstick
Forever devilish, don't you ever forget.. how the AK-47 kick like an elephant
Knock a fella' off the edge of the fence
Don't take offence if it's a brick of cocaine we hid in the Mercedes-Benz
Baby that's for my lady friends, was just taking it for a spin (Who do you know who would do some **** like that?) (Spin)
Pump with the rubber hand grip
You don't know who you playin' with (Say it with-)
Pump with the rubber hand grip
Say, say it with me, you don't know who you playin with
Break it down
Uh, uh-huh, yeah, uh
Pump with the rubber hand grip (Yeah)
Look, soon as the drama came afoot you was shot in the foot
Throw a couple at your knot like you playing shot put
Three-hundred rounds pop your hood look like you were shot by an octopus
Book your watch you got everything inside your pocket took
The cops was shook
We even took what you hide in your lady pocketbook (Get that)
Ok it's time to cook, it look like we threw lava on your designer goods (Tssss')
Ask the Doc' how it look said "It's not good"
Shoulda' just left the body to rot in the woods
Tryna' be Hollywood, forgot they even knocked out Suge
The Witch made the magic wand out of Holly wood
Gotta' keep a shotty' nearby where you potty or do karate good
If not then you should not be in the hood (Go!)
**** an oppie' I will take you to blood (Word, no love, no mother****in' love nigga)
Blood
He was eager to show this very unusual pace
But some of his colleagues were critical that is was not appropriate to show someone who was essentially in their terms "A Freak"
Rather than someone who was acutely ill
