Michael Christmas - Leonard Washington - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

19.02.2014

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Rap

Tekst piosenki
[Puerto Rican Intro] Hair silky, smooth as butter Wild motherfucka, talk Spanish to your mother Como tu ta donia, donde tu hijo, tu tiene frio I warm her up use the sofrito Talk shit with papi, corner store sell the loosie Cut the cameras off take it out the box and spot me Awkward nigga but they flock me Wear the shark tooth necklaces Eat salami with my breakfastses [Verse 1] Vexed nigga, mad skressed nigga I can't even pass a fucking math test nigga Dropped out got a nigga mad pressed figure I do raps like Magellan and map quest nigga We go together, like peas and q's Go together like fat bitches need the view Go together like Chris Brown beat his boos Go together like toilets and poo And Dutch Rebelle's the bae But wouldn't let me hit it if I had 2 broken legs These bitches want my money I ain't got a penny saved Penny savers or a Save-A-Lot where I'm shopping nigga, Aye I get play like Greg Oden in the playoffs Like Derrick Rose when his new ACL came off I drink like I got laid off And if you wasn't on my dick before bitch stay off I think I'm Bing Crosby, sing godly In the lobby with, dice and a cup of coffee Do this every day like Buddhist meditating Rapping ain't no game, that's why they mad that a nigga playing Rest up, scarf down a sensu bean and chase it With a wish to Shenron that a nigga might make it And then I might get payment Michael Jackson moonwalking off the spaceship High as that nigga, that's a fact nigga Top turnbuckle for these raps, like Five Star Frog Splash nigga Treacherous at math and science classes Wish the fat asses walked slow like poured molasses Teachers used to tell me boy you slow as some molasses Prayed they had a girl and she took pole dancing classes Cuz that's the type of shit I'm on Dave Chappelle, 3rd season, bird seasoned Fried and breaded, I be betting Dice game with Leonard Washington, Who the fuck is Renee Zelweger This song look good in a sweater Bitches honey Graham like heather And when the lights come off and it's my turn to settle down I hope my bitch is made of silicone and look like Jackie Brown Pam Grier's gimme head while my mans steer to the nearest of live theater The fur dragging bear skin on my head and a toe tag I body beats like how I broil the meat like fire nosed dragons Wild goose chase, top gun, I got the best bars in the quad son. Squad up
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