Floetry

[Intro: TBM Radio] Dj Tiny T When I was at that motherfucking block party That bitch met with a fat, uh Talking about she was gonna give me that vag after that night Oh, oh, shit! Yeah! We laugh, this is TBM radio You're rocking out with your boy I got some boys on deck And this boy, he go by the name Fred The Godson! Frederico, talk to him! [Verse 1: Fred The Godson] [?] I was awarded like Macklemore with the Mac and four Born a rapper, born, cracking the back for show Black Cadillac in the back with forty racks to roll, aha Let's get back, applaud for the way that the God rapped It's a gift 25th the clause in the contract (get it?) This is so different, you listen, she listen Knowing that this what you both been missing She seen a lip on the rim And now both of us kissing, tell the crew I bend her, she hooked like a Kareem Tell her, Lew, Alcindor, (WOW) It's getting hot in here Nelly I'm in the telly, she knows that I'm balling out She can't be wifey, and it's raining So now this bitch storming out It's Frederico, swag of a gigolo Fat boy's back, black bam bam Bigalo It's no way I don't notice me You hear the floetry It's GORDO! [Skit: TBM Radio] Dj Tiny T Ha, ha, ha there you have it, like I said TBM radio, we play nothing but the hottest shit The hottest shit! Yo! We got a caller, caller, what's your name? Hello? Caller, we live! Nigga, what that? Listen, Hang that shit up, Dizzy Wright Talk to em, Dizzy! Go ahead, baby! Vegas! Get on that mic! [Verse 2: Dizzy Wright] This what yall you're asking for (asking for) I'm that dope that chance the rapper, used that acid for These niggas is rapping, less and acting more, we after yours! No fucking around, we coming for fans dawg I'm the man on tour! Better get your tickets, ain't no mentions, whenever you fail to pretend to Mary Jane is always on the menu, nigga bring it to the venue! Don't get me no bullshit excuse before I pop in your city And turn them against you (against you)! So if you love rapping, you know what rap concerts you need to attend to And that's real! Got me floating off in this chill mode Mix my floetry with these ill flows Kicking you haters with steel toes And they didn't even know it was me I usually stray away from the weirdos As I'm breaking down my cigarillo What do you think all this weed here for? Nigga, we don't need nothing for cheap! Wait! We don't do nothing for free This year I got to eat Best believe you turn into a fan Couple shows, couple songs, couple tours Turn around and be the man, yeah! I've seen it before you even knew it that I was a genius I'm coming at niggas the meanest I mean it's not hard to be me You know that your weed is the greenest I'm trying to be great [Skit: TBM Radio] Dj Tiny T I'm sorry! We're back! TBM radio, where we smoke I mean, we play nothing, but the hottest shit! You got this, boy? Chevy Woods from that Taylor Gang I see you out there, boy Keep getting your shit! Listen, Chevy Woods, I'mma leave it up to you! And this shit off right Floetry and I'mma keep smoking this good old raw [Verse 3: Chevy Woods] Chevy! Taylor made suit so playa just let the trumpets play You can't supply me the whole thing Then there ain't much to say That attire your wife bought outta sax for me They're shooting three like Millers Still got the mac on me No need for shaking your hand if I don't fuck with you They ricochet off houses You never ducked pistols Four and a half to a kilo I made that jump before Better hit that toilet and flush it before they rush the door Man this that wave word to big [?] Gotta even cut friends off if them niggas tell You're telling stories to people who never peddle shit Ask them what I did in droughts man I sat on bricks Hustler, they know it, ain't gotta tell em' twice Two times better than dead, yeah, I was twice as nice In a city, on a block, where you could lose your life My old head just gave me good advice, you understand? [Outro TBM Radio] Dj Tiny T voice There you have it! Floetry in motion Three of the hottest up and coming Fred The Godson, Dizzy Wright, Chevy Woods And I'm your host with the motherfucking most You know we live on this TBM radio Hey, listen! Hey, hey Get that muthafucka [?] on that ice, and uhm Make sure the bitches on deck Ha, ha, Floetry in motion Fat Boy Fresh! Come on!