ZOOTED (feat. Candyman)
Andy Kapps
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Alright, I'm just gonna give you some hot shit right now Keep it a bean with me, I party like Charlie Sheen Steppin' out on the scene and I came to get the green I'm livin' the dream, I wake up to the nightmare I've been tryin' to stack my cheese since days in the high chair And they say I don't fight fair Mike Tyson by ear Just so you motherfuckers hear me loud and clear If I gotta aim it, you gon' see me without fear Hold it still, you motherfuckers start bustin I'll leave you in the holy field Your boy AK, a hot shot I'm comin' off the top when I'm cookin' up Like a crock pot, she dropped her crop top Hot box, when we in the park lot, parked up I can smell you pussy's through my snot box How you ever catchin' up And we way ahead in the moment, we keep goin It's like you always drop the soap And know you're fucked when you be my opponent These women actin' real inappropriate, coast to coast I'm gettin' dough and we ain't never loanin' it We winnin', so let's have a toast They wanna go against us, then they'll be our roast We takin' all their dough and then you'll see us Blowin' it, no homo, ew Countin' it up, my gross pay I ain't blowin' out them candles Makin' wishes on my birthday I just dismantle anyone who's in my way When I run this shit like Randall And I know you motherfuckers heard me I'ma move my way Yeah, Zooted I'ma move my way, uh, with my music I'ma move my way, it's some cool shit, yeah I'ma move my way, I'ma move my way I'ma move my way, I'ma move my way Yeah, Zooted I'ma move my way, uh, with my music I'ma move my way, it's some cool shit, yeah I'ma move my way with them girls, that's cute as shit yeah Zooted They called the cops cause I was speedin' like a demon Throwin' money out the roof, through the ceiling Cause I'm blingin' paparazzi Got me cheesin' in the Bentley, smokin' chiba, yeah Eyes a giraffe, breathin' air with the eagles, huh You got a problem on your hands if you tweetin Twitter fingers gettin' treated Like them people tryna squeeze me off the block Cause I'm season'd with them hands and trigger flingin Ain't no stoppin' if my name up in your mouth, they won't believe it They called the cops, said I was tweakin Cause I'm screamin' like a heathen I'm the coldest, and I mean it You get too close, I get the swingin Call your daddy, uncle, brother And they all get put to sleep Don't get no fucks about who you bring We gettin' cash instead of dreamin
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