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Lazymuthafucka

The Coup

Party Music

2001

Chillin' in my sock, servin' ice for ten bucks

And you'd be in the house, all warm and shit
And ya ass got the sweater with the fire lit
And whatever ya

know they want my niggas to fall in pits
It's a trap that's set by the powers that be
Strap up and kill a nigga and say he clean
Fuck that 
I'm telling

The time was nine when I committed the crime.
I am killing with my rap crossing all lines.
My hook and verse gonna blow your mind.
Delivering words

you get so lit?
Bitch I always was you just weren't paying attention
I was penning lyrics in fucking lunch detention
Give my respect I'll attain my

killing it's going straight to your lungs

Someone told you there was a lit party going down
They said quit playing cause it's going down
Y'all got dress up

and my crew so lit who you
I'm in another state busting moves
Aye yuhh
Aye yuhh
I'm doing yea what I was born to do
Aye win, young nigga all I know is win

for the squad...
But mayne, there was no presence...


We Crackin them seals,
We mail in them deals ...
Was raised by the trill..
So We countin it up..

Motherfucker
D-D-D-Dicksucker

On that lame shit
Using my name shit
Playin' goofy games bitch
You know that the flames lit

I'm sparkin' up in the rain
It's too

Makin' it spit, this shit is lit
She told me that she wanna go for a hit, I grip on her neck and I rub on her clit
Trappin' a thousand dollars in my whip,

that bitch in the dawg house
Gave her bones and shit
Okay her mama in the trap She want that marijuana lit
But she don't do no coke But she got white

us
Some ain't go by they word so it fuck with my love
Ok hold on just let the beat ride
Get another dime put gliss on wrist
Gold in my mouth teeth look

Blowing bubbles on the floor
Tired so I'll lay in your arms
In front of the TV's static screen
I'll hold you close to me
Watch true crime on a Sunday

believe it
Turns out my favorite game is rap and I can't quit
Old school casino I'm lit, the smoke in the air makes me wanna spit
Got these save files

gotta get a crypt
I packed the blunt guess it's gonna get lit
I skip the diss hit you
Straight with the fist and leave you miffed
Like gorillas in

ya time trying shit that
Won’t help at all
By the way it’s not yo fault
Get caught up in the fall
Got a ton of problems
Ignore that shit and make

your mind
Way you killing these hoes girl this should be crime
Hunnids in my pocket, know that you only the dime
Treat me like king, see the future in my

If I lit fireworks in you
Inside my mind, catastrophise, we grow bolder in disguise
I cross my wires and hope to die
Hands by your sides, you stand

the mattress
Lit
I'm the lighter, and the matches
I'm teaching bitches so I'm skipping all the classes
Silently
My brother flew me out privately
Locked in with

Gotta stay legit, cant go back to crime
Hard times dont phase me, I took it and strived
The party gets lit when the gang arrives
Chasing after bags until

Mi tell mi madda Nuh worry
Mi tell mi madda Nuh worry

Mi tell mi madda Nuh worry she say dat neva in it
She neva think it, for a second Much less

of that crime
And you know that you get buried if you move across that line
I'm the top of the class, these niggas been in last
Buckle up, I'm goin' fast,

the last time
The fire in you've devised, lit ablaze
Fleeting, now that we've gone too far
We've looked so far, for so so long
In search for something
Among

These. These are the times
I live and die by the words that I can't seem to find
These. These are my crimes
I will confide with the words that I

I'm goin' to drop are all lit, Flexing your numbers now goin' down high to lil bit,
Straight out-ta from North-East, Rapping in both languages hindi