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're picking up the slack Get laid, get payed, Gatorade 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 committing sin We're going 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 get 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 and treat In the back of a Bentley and we got on rings Riding in the streets, shouting scary things The Boys in town and we hunting clowns Couple kings with a couple crowns Scaring kids while we're blowing clouds It's Mully in the back and your bitch is getting plowed
Smoky and cold on this dreadful night But we got some beauties in our sight We love the shadows, and fear 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
All the witches they be on me, with glee When I walk up in the room it's a party Got no reflection but there's one thing you can see Our competition running scared as they should be Never giving out our secrets so like (hush, hush, hush) Wiping away all the haters like a (brush, brush, brush) We be stealing all your candy in a (rush, rush, rush) Dropping songs and videos that always ([?])
Got these demons in my head overwhelming me with fear and dread (dread, dread, dread) Screaming in my bed, keep me grinding till' I'm dead (dead, dead, dead) Spirits in my mind come and visit me from time to time (time to time, time, time) People say I'm sick but I swear to God I'm fine (I'm fine, I'm fine)
Trick or Treat, excuse me, what the fuck is this Candy corn [?] Hershey Kiss Que no sabes que me dicen "El Mexorcist" If you don't know who I am then I'll tell you what it is Got a blanket to protect me, and a wooden cross I sprinkle holy water to show demons who's boss I make videos to scare all the kiddos And I'll exercise your Tía with a bag of hot cheetos I shook Freddy Krueger's hand [?] Made Pennywise feel two and gave Huggy Wuggy a hug I got good at hide and seek, you can always ask the Fed I put poison in your goat, now that chupa cabra's dead I live in the States, born in Monterrey Got a gringa by my side, she can cook some frijoles I crossed the border and la migra said "Hey" "Come on down, but you just can't stay" Running and hiding and working and fighting You don't got the papers to even be trying To say it was [?] then I would be lying Soy un imigrante con un gran corazón Empecé recogiendo la basura de tu escalón Y ahora ocupo la pantalla de tu habitación Hasta parece que yo tomo gasolina Te incendio con mi rap, es los pura adrenalina Mi tierra, la extraño, nunca [?] olvidar mi casa Un saludo para todos mis latinos y mis raza!