Lyrics:
hitcha blocc ima clean up
Big wop swing dat sticc derek jeter
Puss ahh bitch get smoked like reefer
Give no fucc about yo ppl
Send all of dey ass to da sky
it to my crew
Don't say you don't fuck with me, I don't fuck with you
I might go and jump back in that bag, do these niggas bad
Check me out, I pop
piece by piece like a minifig
J. Baby-Big Baby-Baby J. killin' this
Never heard the same flow twice like he know
Empty the clip then I reload
Bumping your
Every move I make is so vain
Keep my shit clean like Colgate
Wanna make it big like Cobain
You bitches are nothing, no name
Get you chest hair like
with me pussy hoe you got the right one
I wont pay for the pussy
But I'll pay to leave
I'm immune to the pain
It don't hurt when i bleed
Bullets clean
knees
Big smile and it's all for free, yuh
I'm gonna jump in
Go for a swim, but I might start drowning, watch this
Shawty got brown skin
Immaculate form,
drink Nuh codeine mi doh lean
Tell dah big batty gyal Deh fi roll een
Hey Jodene
Me fi have yuh lock, not di ting weh kip di door een
Mi F yuh 9 times,
Imma nut all in her sheets OCD
I clean my Glock and bitch just got sum braces
But she go still come suck this cock
Man I fuck her from the front
And I
Random conversation with owners up at the Big Pink
On the verge cracking codes like Da Vinci
I’m on the Big Brink
When the shit sinks
You jump inside
don’t want Froze to jump on top of the beat and drop all of his heat
I’m tellin these rappers clean it up, eat it up sweep it up, all of y’all broke
top
Or in a suit clean wearin' pool flops
At a rap concert yellin' ''you rock''!
I get mad enough to hit somebody
So I'm venting before I have a fit
the walls for shade
The pool's a pain in the ass, fifty grand on Windex kid
They keep it clean the whole bottom is glass
So you can see the sharks
who're tripping
I know and it shows, I can look at your nose
And just tell that you're effected by the e-g-o
On the downlow
On the downlow
and the babes and the blunts
Still in the club, ten men in my section
Jack's come we don't answer a question
Rah, grrr fuck off
Clean sweep the cash, you
lyin, if I said I wasn't attracted by yo biddies
Lustin for them titties, make yo booty jump like switches
But tension buildin up, some ol busta and his
'em clean
Gotta keep that thing by my thing 'cause it's bling bling (Hitboy)
I was on my block, gangways, all street signs
Ain't nobody good, fuck
Ay this that Eastside Johnny, big redemption like
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Hol' up
Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah
Get out the way, get out
A fresh pair of jeans, a nice clean shirt
I'm on my island in the sun shout out to Weezer
Who can you count on these days in 2017
Lil' nigga, big city,
Rilès you already did
Put the phone down, open reason, go for a run
But please do not touch and smoke your drogas, drogas
I'm too weak so I roll a big
It's time to smoke..
Chorus: Kottomouth Kings
Blaze All Day, Every Day
Each Way, The Right Way
My Way, Greenhay, We High
Been There, Done That
Big
way up (Im way up)
Ok then
Verse 2:
Back on my bullshit I used to work at Iga
5:30am start talk bout get jump on the day
Family run business by greeks
And even if they're clean as phuck, never been worn
What, you think you're gonna get a million for'em
Hunned pair a Jordans but they still live by their
the sky
Pitch black & Big crack & watch my mother cry
Discriminating full of hating thatu0027s all we will see
We all yellow faceu0027s why this is have
some peace of mind
Smoking this reefer in recent times
Sow, let it grow
Like soap
Flow clean in rhymes
Pour let it flow
Heart glitter and gold
The harder
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