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The Neck Slit Robot - Masked Up Mona Lisa Lyrics



The Neck Slit Robot - Masked Up Mona Lisa Lyrics




Had a talk don't agree on much
You lil peons are beyond f*cked
I'm a monster in this bitch
I got three long tusks
An Elon Musk flame thrower
And King Kong's nuts
Yea yea
Like an infant to a giant
Like a baby deer limping to a lion
That's how I see the game right now
Yea yea
I could tare this bitch apart without f*ckin' tryin'

Mona Lisa
She'll forever be my Mona Lisa
When skies are grey she's my masked up Mona Lisa
My lil masked up Mona Lisa
No one'll ever see us

Bein' poor is played out
Need to score a lil check casking store to steak out
Hit'em up get that shit and tell the chef to get the big filets out
I got standards for my life and I ain't tryin'na sit a f*ckin
Feel me

I feel like Ray Liotta
Boston George good fella f*ckin' bitches sniffin' flaky coca
Wynwood rude boys pull up for me with that hazy mota
Lazy soda then she makes me mocha
Slodier
Thought I told ya
Ridin' with this bitch till it's over
That's my motherf*ckin'

Mona Lisa
She'll forever be my Mona Lisa
When skies are grey she's my masked up Mona Lisa
My lil masked up Mona Lisa
No one'll ever see us

I get straight max
That's a different world
At the race track
Eight Stacks
I get straight max
That's a different world
At the race track
Eight Stacks
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English

Had a talk don't agree on much
You lil peons are beyond f*cked
I'm a monster in this bitch
I got three long tusks
An Elon Musk flame thrower
And King Kong's nuts
Yea yea
Like an infant to a giant
Like a baby deer limping to a lion
That's how I see the game right now
Yea yea
I could tare this bitch apart without f*ckin' tryin'

Mona Lisa
She'll forever be my Mona Lisa
When skies are grey she's my masked up Mona Lisa
My lil masked up Mona Lisa
No one'll ever see us

Bein' poor is played out
Need to score a lil check casking store to steak out
Hit'em up get that shit and tell the chef to get the big filets out
I got standards for my life and I ain't tryin'na sit a f*ckin
Feel me

I feel like Ray Liotta
Boston George good fella f*ckin' bitches sniffin' flaky coca
Wynwood rude boys pull up for me with that hazy mota
Lazy soda then she makes me mocha
Slodier
Thought I told ya
Ridin' with this bitch till it's over
That's my motherf*ckin'

Mona Lisa
She'll forever be my Mona Lisa
When skies are grey she's my masked up Mona Lisa
My lil masked up Mona Lisa
No one'll ever see us

I get straight max
That's a different world
At the race track
Eight Stacks
I get straight max
That's a different world
At the race track
Eight Stacks
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Writer: Christopher Reynolds
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: The Neck Slit Robot
Language: English
Length: 3:15
Written by: Christopher Reynolds

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