Lyrics:
burglers and ledges, look out you window I'll be hidin out in your hedges waitin for the second for you to turn your back and jump threw the window
and Moses
Two by two and then they kick me off the boatses
I don't give a fuck the waters warm I dip my toes in
Swimmin' through the six and now I'm running
you'd be dead by eight
Roy issa bigboy not a trivial one
Am a aub in a venn diagram
Earning some grands in the telegram
Nobody real they all holograms
a Yankee
I'm up in London get stabbed by a shanky
I need me a Scooby I feel like I'm Shaggy
He speakin on me my bruddas pack em
Y'all n*ggas are dumb y'all
ain't a spot dat we didn't turnt up
Bitch we Gettin active
If we get kicked out then we back In traffic
I'll wipe a nigga nose
And act like shit ain't
on a curse
No wonder lil homie spewed that shit in the first-
Graded by demerits looking back thinking how life wasn’t fairest
Yet still wanting to go back
with my dog like I'm Shaggy
In that gallery department, plug a fat nigga
Keep the butter like Cartman
Shit, it's only crates and a plate in this
muthafucka has or not,
How did it slip by so quickly?
Lotus is in the Water, so many to chose
And He decided to pick me?
I?m amazed as I?m withered and I
saggin'
While you over here laughing bout the way you took me back
Then you left me fucked up in my own Hell, sad
But I got your soul, so we're even, won't
to get in with a strap
In case I see one of them niggas from back in the days I done jact
In fact
My nigga shot done served that nigga a sac
And told me
I like dead meat
Wearing nothing but her panties
Shaking to the beat
So you like to dance
Is that magic
Is that your a**
In back I'm grabbing
never goin' out
So I died, now I'm back, and I blast, and I'm out!
Rock N Rye with Hennessy
Dirty sex in alleyways
Chillin' with the heads, drug dealers,
You just thought that you knew about rumors man
But you ain't ever lived in my town
Population 153
And it's still goin down
What's his name's runnin'
Remix
Pose! Pose! Pose! Pose
Pose! Pose! Pose
Smile for the camera baby, strike a pose
Bend it over, arch ya back, and, touch ya toes
Stand up!
shoot pa pa pa
My ex she went like ah ah ah
Went deep in she called me daddy
Pussy stinky it was shaggy
Damn it smelled like krabby patty
Could have been
a couple of fights
A whole lot of bad crushes I didn't even like
A whole lot of big dreams, surrounded lights
Back in Nottingham but it just for night
a thousand times
But I'm ice cold
Leave the haters frozen back in time
The poor boy stayed afloat
Rockin' bottoms like a tater sack
Spicy Cajun with the flows
Still 10 toes by my lonely
Inna trap got da tech in dis bitch like sony
Im tryna ball like kobe
Niggas hatin dey pockets skinny dey be boney
Slide thru
like that
24/7, Yo I be reppin' every hour
Cats can't stand on my power, no I plot up in the shower
After the water hits my back,
I jump up in
covered in graffiti
Like I know where I’m going I don’t need a map stop it
With A ccs catalog In my back pocket
Got my girl on the bench the chicks needy
an angel and you're a joke
A shaggy dog shuffling in to give the punchline a poke
You're just dying to turn her into red riding hood
She's an angel
just like Shaggy and Scooby
With bloodied up rocks like the diamonds is rubies
Buffalo snow you can't run in the winter
It rip through your shirt like
couldn't get right, just had to leave her in the past tense
Might lose a bad bitch, but you know I keep on waitin' on the back end
Replace a bitch so
nigga back in gap nigga
Fuck you talkin' 'bout nigga
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