Fiorellina from Paradise by Brick Bardo

Had a little lady, call me Fiorellina
Woke up straight vanished asked the whores if they’d seener.
Baby was a senior, I was straight grippin my petunia
From the stem hoping one was her teacher.
Leeching on my femur like a mic hog holding the receiver.
Wasn’t much for words but a dreamer.
—Put some whisky in my creamer.
drifting on a jetski, holding on my Weiner.
—Bold as hell like a big dawg demeanour.
This oughta teach ya like a street lamp leaner.
—Or an old camp cheerleader
This Van Damn man will beat you like a peacekeeper.
Baby daddy was a drag between her and I Monthly. (SLOWSSS)
With clear cut coke where the stumps be.
I be punching out where the drunks be.
Bogarting doobies like im Humphrey
I Hump for free man I don’t even see man (FAST)
I just see the de-mans, rapping with my three friends
When it comes to tv im an old knob and tube guy
Coughing in the booth, in the coffin im a smooth guy.
Oops I lost it for a minute im the truth guy.
Whose guy hitting sweet nasty where the goofs lie
Shoo Fly, shoo swatting critters where the coops fly.
Lose a deuce deuce in a first place mud pie
First place mud pie
First place mud pie.

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• Hamilton