Sick Song Lyrics

Ayy, it's DubDaddy on the track
Not a rapper, but I thought I'd have a crack
Another song, another bar, another stack
We keep coming back, now we picking up a slack

Get laid, get paid, get a raid
Trigger-Treat sweet, but can't beat the blade
It's Halloween bitch, it's time to get made
Better lock up, or you're gonna get slayed

Ayy, The Boys are coming in
Got lit last night, I'm the Cherry Gin
Smoking gas, eating ass, not commiting sin
We're goin' large like Amy Schumer's second chin

Hey everybody, my name is JoshDub
When I don't do crime, I talk shit at the club
I like Corona, no lime
And having a tug
I got my bread no crust, 'cause you know I'm a thug

It's Halloween
My girl cooking, clean
Doing flips in the sheets, call that Trick-n-Treat
In the back of a Bentley, and we got on rings
Riding in the streets, shouting scary things (oo! Ahh!)

The Boys in town and we hunting clowns
Couple kings with a couple crowns (bank mate)
Scaring kids while we're blowing clouds
It's Mully in the back, and your bitch is getting plowed

It's spooky and cold on this dreadful night
But we got some beauties in our sight
We love the shadows
And fear of the light
But we'll steal your girl with one quick bite

On Halloween you can hear many sounds
Some screaming, some crying in the background
But if I see some kind of creepy clown
Oh, you better believe it's going down!