Sensational Sherri

[Intro: Westside Gunn] Fuck Ayy yo [Verse 1: Westside Gunn] Ayy yo, you fuck niggas fear me, bitches love me Cancun check the chin, neck looked husky Fiend hit the pipe one time, did the Dougie (He did the Dougie, ah) Ayy yo, the fiend hit the pipe one time, did the Dougie (He did the Dougie, ah) Ayy yo, my neck looking gorgeous Ten pavement scrapers, got the poles in the Porsche (Skrrt) Ain't nobody fucking with me, nigga, that's on all us Where you from? Have my lil' nigga shoot your borner up (Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom) Drug dealing was necessary .38 with the potato seasoned with peri peri (Boom boom boom boom boom) My MAC that sensational Sherri (Brr, brr) My MAC that sensational Sherri My Bape Hebru a thousand percent Dimes looked like M&Ms, we had housing on lit (Ah) Everybody rocking Fendi now, shit looking brazy Griselda like the coke in the '80s (Ah) Griselda like the coke in the '80s Ayy yo, every other week the niggas shooting at the groove I had to duck a couple times, I'm tripping in my jewels Bullets hit this bitch, she started bleeding on my Loubs Bitches say he rich as fuck, prettier, and bool Metal Gear Stone Island Cherry '63, I bought that shit with no mileage (Skrrt) Cherry '63, I bought that shit with no mileage Ayy yo, dopeman this, nigga, dopeman that, nigga Thirty-two shot MAC, nigga, sip Act', nigga (Brr) Thousand pack flip, nigga, skeleton wrist, nigga Lil' nigga ask me how it feel to be rich, nigga How it feel, nigga? I do this shit in real life I got the red cherry I do this shit in real life The fucking king of New York, nigga, me I do this shit in real life Fly fucking god I'm an awesome god, nigga I do this shit in real life You niggas is fuckin' broke You niggas fuckin' bums [Interlude: BENNY THE BUTCHER] The Butcher comin', nigga Flygod is an Awesome God Yo, ah [Verse 2: BENNY THE BUTCHER] You might catch me dolo but the drum hold fifty If the po' come get me, I might come home 60 (Damn) If I get head in the whip, she might come home sticky (That shit sticky) It worked, triple your worth if you move one load with me, and that's on God You know when pies get measured, that's when ties get severed, nigga And we are never squashing, I like conflict better, uh My name in conversations with accomplished legends Anybody that rhyme pathetic done got beheaded My niggas in the field lettin' TECs off, ratchets pop (Brr) And the rest in them hills and them rec yards shadowboxing Take a rapper chain, bring it here, I'll gladly rock it (Let me have it) Me, West, and Conway like Mike, Bird, and Magic Johnson .44 mag, ski mask and the fabric cotton My eyes done seen shit my kids can't imagine watching Nigga'll put you in the casket for the hat you rocking Dope boy, I had to use a mattress as an extra pocket They spend half they careers getting over (What?) This nickel shoot like Kerry Kittles from Villanova I used to take trips in the cab to get the coca I still ride in the back of the whip getting chauffeured Feds at my front door, try to leave the gang plugs and one more I told him fuck it, as long as it come raw I was there when it jumped off This for my nigga in the feds who won't get to see his son crawl Let's go [Outro: Scott Hall] Hey yo Bad guy here Reminding you Flygod is an awesome god, chico