Fuck The Rest EP (2013)

by Team Best

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credits

released February 1, 2013

Beats by SIKES | Rhymes by J. RICEY
Words written by TEAM BEST & The NEVADA FAMILY

Recorded, Produced & Mixed by SIKES
at The Mallard Cave (Pittsburgh, PA)

Mastered by MATT VERY
at VERY TIGHT RECORDINGS (West Mifflin, PA)

A Nevada House Production.

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TEAM BEST is the Hip-Hop superduo of rookie emcee J. RICEY & long time underachiever SIKES! For fans of Fart Jokes, Titties and Low Bass Frequencies.

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Track Name: Going Guacamole
ass hanging out cheeks grinning ear to ear
sippin' on that chai tea but now she wants some beer
drink a case of pbr fuck her till that ass is sore
fucking whore she ain't shit shut up bitch ride this dick
big dick thats why i wobble when i walk
phat rhymes thats why i can't breathe when i talk
slip and slide on this clit caution wet pussy
slip and fall face first mmm juicy juicy
these girls think they so cool but i ain't fuckin' wit 'em
they don't know what hit 'em skinned 'em made some minnetonkas wit 'em
turn my swagger on bitch i'll fuck your butt
bitch i get money and bitch i kill these blunts
like i stay killing the beat guacamole on these streets
and if you don't respect the swagger you can suck my balls bubble tea

ass hanging out – cheeks grinning ear to ear
sippin' on that chai tea but now she wants some beer
going guacamole going guacamole
going guacamole going guacamole

science is cool i'm balls deep in my asian glory
renovate my crib turn the kitchen into a laboratory
cuz i never cook unless i'm baking up those rocks
to put these diamonds on my neck ice cold dippin' dots
checkin' on my text-ta-sizz hope to see some breast-ta-sizz
red and blue light flashing 5-0 tryin' some arrest-ta-sizz
who they think they messin' with pump the breaks drop a clip
turn that piggy into bacon bag him like some chex mix
fuck a police hit a car with a pedestrian
find that bitch snooki skin her just for her fucking tan
head to toe inked up only with that real shit
you just can't see them cuz they yellow lisa simpson
pull up in the whip toss the keys to the valet
fuck louis vuitton i dress my body in chipotle
you wanna holler wanna say whats up
i'm on my tweet game #idontgiveafuck

(bass drop swag bass drop swag)

team best fuck the rest
team best fuck the rest

so fresh to death you can call me walking dead
cuz i just blew a line of bath salts and i'm coming for your head
i got them slanty eyes and i ain't even try
konnichiwa yolo ono you know i stay high
Track Name: Nice Twice
oh the beat is banging like a shotgun
kurt cobain's brains against the back of your ear drums
teen spirit it smells like purple haze
puffin on this barney got me actin kinda cray
j. ricey sippin' on an icee
cherry blueberry with some vokda white trashy
classy thats me sharpie on my white tee
saying suck my balls with an arrow to my pussy
cruising in the buick green light got the go ahead
eyein' for a dime just tryin to get some road head
see her on the street booty swayin' like blaowww
dr. dolittle i hear her kitty calling out
to put my hands on her dumplings side order of duck sauce
she wanna taste my eggroll side order of fuck sauce
i'm gunna give it girl gunna give it good
so open that mouth like a good bitch should

oh the beat is so nice the beat is so nice
so nice i think i'm gunna gunna say it twice (damn)
the beat is so nice the beat is so nice
so nice you know i had to say it twice
don't gotta talk about living large cuz large is how i'm livin'
don't give a fuck about givin' fucks cuz fucks aren't what i'm givin'
oh the beat is so nice the beat is so nice
so nice you know i had to say it twice

oh the beat is bumpin' like an earthquake
i cant rap cuz i'm in a fucking earthquake
taller than a buildin' higher than a ceilin'
need more than a duffel bag for the drugs that i be dealin'
(so tell me how ya feelin') motherfuckin' good
gettin' money gettin' money feelin' motherfuckin' good
(how good) so good gettin' money feelin' good
money money dolla dolla bitch i'm feelin' fuckin' good
so whats the problem hoe (damn) drop them pantyhose (damn)
every night i'm stackin' paper selling out these shows (damn)
and thats the really yo (damn) i make these ladies go (damn)
down on their knees begging me please to give some blow blow
im the shit bitch take a hit of this weed puff puff back on my dick you can sit
jump jump make it bounce girl whats underneath your blouse
titties titties titties girl ya titties they be fallin' out

(say it again ricey say it again) so nice i know you're gunna say it twice
(say it again ricey say it again) so nice i know you had to say it twice
Track Name: Red Ratchet
i shit excellence & wipe my ass with diamonds
and piss on any motherfucker who says that i ain’t violent
so violent middle name riot
cut out the tongue of any chump who can't keep they mouth quiet
talk shit get dead
put a hole big enough to fit my ego through your head
flow like a pistol and i'm gunna start shootin
leave you dead too soon they gunna call you whitney houston
getting paid every fucking day
spend it all on big burritos and some indian buffet
fuck 2 chainz you can call me 2 platez
treat that curry like some pussy yeah i'm stuffing my face
snowstorm burnt out like a candle
so much blow got more lines than a flannel
so much money man i'm drowning in my wealth
yeah its like i'm wrist deep i'm so full of myself

so you can burn motherfucker burn
you know i'm droppin' knowledge
learn motherfucker learn
you know you know you know you know
you know i'm ratchet totally batshit
burn up the body we don't got time to go and stash it

listen up trick this is the scenario
i'm climbin in your pipes you can call me super mario
raccoon tail flyin higher than a kite
just stackin' up my coins tryin to get my money right
panties droppin' no i'm never stoppin'
your girl be on my carrot and i got her bunny hoppin'
in that ass backing up her shit you can call me traffic jam
thanksgiving dinner no turkey but i'm going ham
what what whats up stick a finger in her butt
what what whats up stick a finger in her butt
shark week rollin' in the deep
going hard in the paint put these hoes right to sleep
fuck the club i got a party in my flask
i got my own titties and i got my own ass
check out my rice stream no sprinkles
check out my eyelids no wrinkles

so you can burn motherfucker burn
you know i'm droppin' knowledge
learn motherfucker learn
you know you know you know you know
you know i'm ratchet totally batshit
my mouth runnin like a refrigerator try n' catch it
come on burn motherfucker burn
i'm spreading legs like butter
churn motherfucker churn
you know you know you know you know
you know i'm ratchet totally batshit
burn up the body we don't got time to go and stash it

burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn
burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn
burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn
burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn

you ain't shit you's a motherfuckin' ghost man
i'm bout to tear that ass up ms. pac man
burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn
burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn
call me disturbed cuz i'm down with the sickness
iller than shit bitch s.a.r.s.
burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn
burn up the body burn up the body yeah let it burn
Track Name: Nasty Nasty
got a pocket full of pills and a bed full of women
stick it in their donuts gunna give 'em cream fillin'
i got em barkin' they ain't leaving me alone
all these hoes is bitches so i throw them dogs my bone
they want it so bad i make 'em sick they look abysmal
i feed my pussy upright it goes down like pepto-bismol
role call slapping your girl until she ain't straight
ask her why she ain't eatin' she said she just ate
she in my trenches callin' me general tso
got a packet full of soy sauce ready to blow
all i talk about is fucking cause it's all i fucking do
and if you got a fucking problem guess what fuck you
yeah don't got a crew fuck friends no cares
just trying to spark a blunt and toss some money in the air
make it rain on myself don't share a fucking cent
take these broads out to dinner then i leave em with the check

yeah yeah yeah lets get this party started
got a pocket full of pills lets get fucking retarded
put these holes in my brain put these holes in my brain
put these holes in my brain put these holes in my brain

got a pocket full of pills and trunk full of bass
got a sack full of nut girl lemme see your face
i'm mad i'm angry i hope you fucking die
piss in a bitch mouth spread that u.t.i.
no fucks given no none ever
treat these bitches like they're crackers lay em out with sharp cheddar
reaching in your pockets digging though your change
reaching in your panties digging through your strange
so much junk in her trunk i'm about to call hoarders
throw her on a table spread her out like some h'orderves
head between them legs all day straight slurpin'
pussy so soft like i'm lickin' on curtains
you only live once try some candy maybe rolo
she only blew it once ditched the trumpet switched to oboe
fuck her retarded yeah i fuck her straight dumb
its like i'm at the bus stop and i just want you to cum

shorty lookin' good droppin' it lower than a midget
(drunk bitch down) dont even ask her for her digits
drag her ass home drag her ass home
(i think shes pissing herself) i need to drag her ass home
when shorty isn't lookin' drop a roofie in her drank
(drunk bitch down) make a deposit like a bank
in that asshole in that asshole
leave her walking like a cripple i'm an asshole
Track Name: Fuck You Die
you ain't cute put your clothes back on
booty so flat it makes me yawn
real talk girl your face looks wrong
are you high girl what drugs you on
dumb bitch smoke dis'
if you cant see where i'm pointin trick i'm pointin to my dick
most hated at the top of my list
scratch you out hoe itch itch itch
you think you're so hot superstar
you ain't shit bitch you just are
shitty attitude shitty tattoos
straight shit from head to toe yeah you poo poo
all up on the internet with your tacky photosets
showing off your busted body lookin' like a trainwreck
choo choo j. ricey comin' through
cuz these ladies think they know it all but ladies you don't have a clue

fuck you fuck you die die die die
fuck you fuck you die die die die
fuck you fuck you die die die die
fuck you fuck you die die die die

verse 2 it's the goddamn sequel
now pull that camera out your goddamn peehole
everyday i see it everyday
(twelve times in a row) your pussy's always in my face
like oh my god put your pants back on
i feel the syphilis crawlin' out from my phone and up my arm
damn you nasty so far from classy
body like a garbage bag hoe you so trashy
don't get it twisted lets get specific
i don't mind seeing some titties but you sickenin'
bitch you ain't pretty bitch you ain't cute
bitch you ain't sexy bitch you straight poop
all this instagram and tweetin' and tumblin'
all these pictures of your ass ain't gunna have nobody cummin'
hashtag this and hastag that
no one gives fuck yeah you #wack

put the camera down walk away
walk right off a damn bridge thats what i say
its time to log off go die go die
die die die die

you in last place you in last place
bad bitch contest you in last place
you in last place you in last place
bad bitch contest you in last place