Illuminati Slumber Party
Leather Corduroys
9
Rap
Tekst piosenki
(Purp)
West side burglerer
Take a pretty lady home
Cut her up
Surgical
Swag never had it
It's cool ima manage
I feel like im Ozzy Guillen meaning ima savage
North side pimp stroll
Kangol hat low
Niggas like "Hey I like your music"
I be like swag bro
South side recess
Deep water deep breath
Fuck niggas too pressed
Hashtag AF
Let a nigga hate because they bitches prolly love the shit
Kill the pussy oj I just hope the glover fit
This here be my new flow
Kick game judo
Whip game don Juan
I get my LeBron on
Shorty give me great head
I just call her head strong
I think that Im weezy f
Back when he was mad on
Boy this shit radical
Gnarly
I'm too stoked
My women look like Dana Plato
I hit Em with different strokes
Swimming in a sea full of pussy and lean
Sharks in the water y'all all sardines
Mike why you tripping
You know I got love cuz
Blue till the day I drop
I could draw blood blood
Niggas really negative
I'm just tryna spread love
Written on the walls of the halls all dead thugs
Rest in peace the projects
Rest in peace this beat too
I'm a vegetarian I turn beef to beef stew
Cut Em up clean Em up dry Em off cook Em
Boom ha stick Em ha ha ha stick Em
I do it big as Mountains Dew
Call this shit Code Red
That last line was code words
Shout out to my old heads
I could keep spitting till I run out of saliva
I know I favor ab but I think I'm way liva
Chilling with my lady eating calimari pasta
This rap shit easy now I'm working on my posture
Remember back in school we was so atypical
Fuck nigga try me and the shit get critical
Now im on another plane figurative literal
Thoughts are physical
(Chukwu)
Crack rock
Crack rock
Crack rock
(Crack Rock)
Ask em what's the diffrence tween a
Good cop bad cop
If the key cut then ya
Keep it on the Padlock
Send a hit that leave em left field
Like Madlock
Then beat the case like Matlock
Creme de Le Creme
Keep them coming fa ya cash crop
Switch the pace up
Or keep em trippin
Off they lace ups
Try and tie em up
They tie ya down and
Fuck ya face up
They Watch ya power stack up
Build a tower to Betray ya
Water board the torture and
The culprit was ya mayor
Guilty pleasure to justify it
It was the make up
Fuck them minors
Who outchea lyin
Its nothing major
A pack of poachers
Approach us and get ya
Posse poked
Tryna cut the quarter
To make ya quota
You'll probably choke
Bars a keep ya filthy scared
They dare not ever drop they Soap
How that one story go
Whatever make ya boatshoes float
Be nimble
Bitch be nimble
Sips of jack to keep
The Richest life so simple
Trips to Paris
Just To bring up all ya old issues
Use em for what its worth
But Never do you misuse
Swore to secrecy
Secrets ah get ya blow to pieces
So I say this secretly
Keep a peace at least
But the peace get ya torn apart
Equally
It's no escape
I say Ya running in a legless race
Drive by in ya face
Put the Bullet to ya lips
Let that bitches fornicate
Little fishes in my pond
Fry ya fo my dinner plate
Sip a 40 tuck the44s
In ya 4 door
Rider fo life
Dont forget
What they dont know
Is History
Like 7 year a 4 score
Fuck ya mofos
Left ya bitches all 4s
Till the 45 come leave you 6 below
Thats all she wrote
AK a brattt
Shut ya phole
Reload
Bet ya Hear the beat
Get dboed
Finger roll her hole
Until the Times up
Drose
Get ya ass free throw
Pop pop for the point 2
Sorry won't cut it
So ill prolly Disappoint you
Tell ya what ya won't do
Lay a finger on me
Knock a nigga off his two feet with a two
Piece for the Qp
Qb keep them qts
Brother from the mother but that
Fela ain't Kuti
I ain't no Rapper
But Here's quote to bite
Im a Vicious Raptor bout to blow
Spit that
Dino might
Probably do some blow tonight
Hit a bitch to blow me right
Never see her man again
Turn em to a Poltergeist
Same bitch hold the
Choppa make ya come to kingdom
Chest beat ya proper
Hit ya heart
Nigga King Kong
Let the thunder Clap
And Watch them niggas have a brainstorm
Work ah leave ya busy
And the uHoney make them bees swarm
Need I say more
Rock ya trap house
Leave the glass on the floor
Can these young niggas make hits anymore
Times off the ticker
Scalin all me money
Them clocks always tickin
If life give you lemons
Then stack up ya chickens
Dogs in the kitchen
Beware or get bitten
Texas rattle snake Shit
And Austin here to tape it
Leave em stone cold
Bodies stunned eyes vacant
Adjacent
Lay heads with scattered brained faces
Here say the king who pour
Spade for they aces
He kick it through dem wood boards
Karate chopping hood whores
The Flow so butter melted on these
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