Lyrics:
niggas just p-i-e
Nah nigga can't sleep on me
Sleep with a knife by your bed, so convinced
She got a gun to her head
Only relief is when she’s taking
to stare, yea
Every time I look up from the paper
I see animals exhibiting irregular behavior
Even though I know that it's a warning
I am back on my
nothing
Make you see the settings
20 bottles and we still be starting
Street boy with a little stunting
Tell your girl make she quit the fronting
One by one
stand
Cold dog soup and rainbow pie
Is all it takes to get me by
Fool my belly till the day I die
Cold dog soup and rainbow pie
Ginsberg
belly, look at my back
Man really out here, whorin' , posin'
Social climbin', non-disclosin'
Then disclosin' false disclaimers
Zero ratings, zero
drunk
Looking for his key ah
This will be a good one, by God:
It will take us back to the
Sabre-teeth, the winged monkey
Scrabbling in pit's over bit's
edit
There's no competition I deaded it already
Steady, dropping heavy rhymes into my belly
I'll eat your shit now tell me do ya hear me
See my type
to control myself (Aww!)
It's hard to control myself
You got, you got, you got
What it takes to make this boy be bad (Be bad)
It's hard to control myself
It's
Body tuned up I see your belly beads lower
Your shape gonna make me relapse, bring back habits
You know how I am on the bottle I’m no cup pourer
I like
Side to Side
And the wind keeps pushing back
'Wonder when we will collide
With our ego's still intact
Sunny days in Clifton
Took her to the beach
Now
angry, I'm pretty passive
But if we're clashing, I'm ready
Big belly boy and I give it some welly
Like Eddie Gordo with the kicks, I'm tekky
First time I
Don't surprised I'm a rapping magician
Was stuck in the traffic, I'm back on my lane
Lines are crazy, you can call them cocaine
Hell in a cell boy I'm
lay back
[Verse 1: Dedric]
Ion fuck wit no syrup nor pills, that's some white boy shit
Ion need no perc to get my dick filled with blood, I'm a black
spot where they found him
And the medics and and all the passers by go back
Where they came from till eventually
No one surrounds him and the blood pours
hood
Makin' his way through the rain he's caught in the game
He felt the pain of a slug to the back of the brain
Nothin's changed in a city flask
Where
at his hood
Makin' his way through the rain he's caught in the game
He felt the pain of a slug to the back of the brain
Nothin's changed in a city flask
Naturally Donatella told them to slide thru
We smoked a blunt and drove to Mission Blvd for drive thru
By the time we got back a surprise ensued
Her parents
the big top
We want y'all to sit back and enjoy
And if y'all get offended
We don't give a shit
Where the hell my dirtbagz at?
Put your hands up, God damn I
shorts (Yes)
She just wanna take D up in her belly (All up in her—, all up in her)
We up on the board by many (Too much points)
Opp blocks, it was mask
Little miss Mary Mack
Had buttons all down her back
She let Geordie loosen them up and now her belly's fat
Now Mary's little lamb
Follows her
silly not peanut butter and jelly The side where you walk by put butterflies in your belly
Send goosebumps up your arm hoping no one do you harm
The BX
above all you jive suckers
Listen, that's word to my mother
You throw a shot at me
I'm throwing a shot back
Your's is on a joint
Mine's whistling by your
My boy stuck in the pen
Told me it's all part of the game
He told me to be wise
To not get blinded by the fame
Just pass me the mic
I'm just here
Pac Man
You layin em down
Im eat em up
Filling my belly runnin da cut
Dey hating look at da noses up
Yo bitch she want me
Scoping me down deep in da
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