Lyrics:
It ain't a Batman flick it's B Wyze
Ridin on the track, like a
Cowboy, rollin on your crew
Sayin "Whassup now boy?" A new sheriff
(I'm offended by
state of mind like a shooter
For the New York Knicks i'm the best
And if they ask Kawhi like the Clips
Tell 'em Dax got a glove with
The game in his grip
me now, that my new shit out
On point like Stacey Adams, Cane and a toothpick style
You gotta pay me extra just to take a group pic now
It's all about
breed, leaders, stand up, organize
We live in a world overrun by tourists
Tourists, eighty-nine flowers on their back
Inventors of the accu-jack
They
breed, leaders, stand up, organize
We live in a world overrun by tourists
Tourists, eighty-nine flowers on their back
Inventors of the accu-jack
They
nothing for each other from day one
She knew it as well as I did
It was because of this that I cheated on her with
Betty, Polly, Sue, News Stand Girl,
ain't no Mexican
I got nines in the bedroom, glocks in the kitchen
A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin
Uhh, the lesson from
nines in the bedroom, Glocks in the kitchen
A shotty by the shower if you wanna shoot me while I'm shittin'
Uhh, the lesson from the Smith and Wesson is
is a punch line
Maybe in the back of free lunch line
Maybe 2 day shipping if you got Prime
Y.O.L.O.? bulls*** p****, got nine
Ran a stop sign, got
Changed, same old, same old
In a big body, ain't no tint
Makin' sure they know
Can't be life, yeah, if it is, I'm grateful
Niggas think I left the town
But
head spin like a drunk Beyblade
Send your girl in my direction I'ma get your babe laid
Wallet so deep it sound like Tay Zonday
Fall for a new bitch
head spin like a drunk Beyblade
Send your girl in my direction I'ma get your babe laid
Wallet so deep it sound like Tay Zonday
Fall for a new bitch
Baby girl you Gettn Me High
Baby come and give me the light
Girl the aroma smells so nice
Meet me on cloud 9
Let's take a flight, tonight
You
in from the states
(Verse - t9xic)
My Stash full of mudd, stash full of bank
Counting these racks, got no one to thank
Straight to the top, I'm uppin
As I, bring it to ya one more time
From a state where we stole weight, and dough mind dine
And we don't tote six-shooters, we tote Glock nines
And we
Call me chakra-tease or you can call me Tech N9ne
But since I found my new sinister out of respect I'm
What's my name? EBAH!
Evil brain, angel heart
the Facetime new
I'm in a different state of mind and a different state too
I jus hate the situation ion really hate you
And ion even think I could if I tried
man
You thought I was done, but now I'm back
With a brand new flow and a brand new rap
Things have changed but I'm still the same
Same crazy cracker
The other ninety nine just be faking shit
Went to tryouts they had favorites
I aint make the list
So I turned my school to the trap
And started making flips
Bought a new foreign to match with my new piece
Chain around my neck just spent nine hundred on a t-shirt
Rockstar life ain't always what it seems
money, and a bloody mess from a history of dead bodies
And now is the time for the ninety-nine to rise against the one
And the twenty-four they buying off,
Besides two chicks at the same damn time
I wanna rip up beats from my man kloud nine
I wanna dip down state or whatever you call it
My new found
my pimpin
If I ship out the P then I'm taxing for shipping
He goin fuck up the pack don't know what to do wit it
New foreign whip got the trunk in
the body
I just need the throat
Choppa got a kick, it know karate
Bitch, that's what I toat (hot-hot)
She say I'm hot just like wasabi
Burn 'em up like toast
Discuss these nine bodies nine states by shipping news Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In