Jackson Pollock

Jackson Pollock Lyrics Maffew Ragazino feat. Das Racist

Girl, let's get wasted and then get naked
I have you like "oh"
I mean, white boy wasted, straight shit-faced an'
I have you like "oh"
I wanna a (?), but that's so racist
"oh oh oh"
Where the hell is my flip-cam? I shoulda taped it

Do a little dance
Make a little love
Oh my god, what the fuck? Oh my god (x2)

[Kool A.D.]
Peace to Ragazino, Mr. Tambarino
Sippin' vino, I'm Al Pacino, (?)
Italiano (?) go "Bada-bing!"
Heat fuses circuit together like soldering
Posse on broadway, "Mama I wanna sing"
Swerved after mama wanna sure shot karma
Karma Chameleon there, Sicilian hair
Brazilian there on her pussy lips
Hair on the weed stay orange like Snookie get
"Aw, sookie sookie", quick riddle me this
Rookie, what's tougher the cookies or tits?
So in vogue, you never gonna get it
Spots get licked like shots peace kinetic
See me said it, and knock it too
Tell me who to sock it to
Some say "No way Jose"
Me say "Yes way"
See me make a G in a fresh way
And not a sleazy way


[Maffew Ragazino]
Oh I think she like me
Young flounder flipped and I scale her she's a Pisces
Something something something
Yeah she dig me in my white tee
Jordan's (?) Nike's
Snapback flipped like Mars on "Do the Right Thing"
Bitch, I'm the senior, citizen
Some people will live in fear, I will never visit it
You live with ya lady, you's a lover I be visitin'
We get it in and I get out
Right before you usually be gettin' in
King (?) sweater from '05
Two shorties and two forties, a 45
Blood alcohol point five so shortie drive
Eyes rolled in back of my head, Poltergeist
I need a clueless blonde, that's so basic
Ass like that girl was black
"Man that's racist"
And her waist is miniature
No miniature golf
Hole in one
Mini Cooper
Volkswagen Beetle
Pretty pretty please don't quit, the game needs you"
You been looking for a needle in a haystack
Your whole career, so give it up

Everyday I wanna quit rap, everyday keep going
"Yo, I'm finna quit rap"
"Chill Heems, keep going"
Yo, life is a bitch, but I ain't Lil' Wayne
So I'mma maintain mane and do my fucking thing
It's Heems from Queens, people say I'm on some hipster shit
Say I'm different
Nah homie, I'm indifferent
Illiterate and I've been tryna collect dividends
The Bay Brownsville in Queens is getting it
Do the green nines
Book a green sweater from Bombay
Rocked him with pants from Conway to John Jay
He came a long way from the Pergament
The (?), the Woolworth, the Wiz, some other shit
Shoutout to all the biddies that service him
Biddies be servicing
Her man a nervous wreck
Half Geronimo, half Mic Geronimo
In Guantanamo, I'm an animal
Yo, I'm on your college campus with a baggie full of adderalls
On my college campus with a baggie full of adderalls
It's aii'ght though doggie, nothing matters at all


Off his upcoming project "Rare Gems 2: Black Gold"

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