Lyrics:
Broke my foot up in some niggas
Stab me up and shoot me down
But you can't knock me off my pivot
I'm a reaper
Don't be hollering bout your people
I got
tonight
So let's get lost, get under the lights
Hurry up, hurry up, come get it, babe
Bottoms up, bottoms up, know you're thirsty
Your lips on me, now we
cream)
Black ice cream
(When I can't find the words to say)
Sometimes I can't find the words to say
When I'm inside of you and you f*** me back
And I'm in
name Black Thought
This shit right here, no it can't be taught
Gotta be learned, it gotta be earned
I ain't got a pocket full of money but I'm full
Yeah
I don't need your lip service
I don't need your lip service
So tell me what you gon' say (What you gon' say)
Tip-toeing 'round the truth, we
Got me feelin'
(All right)
Got me feelin'
(All right)
Oh shucks down
(All right)
Got me wanna get down all night
(All right)
All right
Give me the cue
Skip the introduction
Proceed the lip function
The junction get rushed by some grimy people busting weed
Splatter your melons like
to get the gat, get the gat, get the gat?
Masta deep down inside of me
The plantation deep down inside of me
Everybody fuck like sodomy
'Cause one
Can I get that intelligence
One hundred percent black child
I'm wild abstracting on this
If that you didn't get then we can't Coexist I mean I'm old
Hurricane Katrina
I get Superdome defenses tryna find
A way to stop me
I'm offensive with the wordplay
I minored misdemeanors
Bitch, you might need a subpoena
they can't stand it
I stay by myself I just stick to the plan
Nothing personal show me you more than a fan
I can get you a crib wit yo feet in the sand
I
things up (sing it with me)
Bust your lip, rush your clique, what
Outz in the area tearin' things up
Crush your chick, touch your trick, what
Outz in
Got a black pistol grip pump on the seat
Black tee, O.G., nigga don't approach me
Bubble gum wappin' ass niggas can't smoke me
[Chorus]
[Verse
Black cat
Black lips
Black heart
Witch shit
Graveyard
Casket
Darkness
Death wish
Spooky bitches
I can't get rid of ya
Been fucked up since trash and Lydia
know them hoes love Weezy
Sticky, pimp small, long hair, big dick
Weezy bring to y'all
Don't y'all lip quit
Put your lips on this dick
Let me get on some
Can’t get a job
Job
Because I’m black
Black
Can’t go for a jog
Jog
Because I’m black
Black
Say I’m always wrong
Wrong
Because I’m black
Black
Kill me
all black
All chrome, black-owned
Black tints, matte black
Walked by, my window down, let 'em see who in it
Crack a big smile (ding)
Go figure, me
and Shanie in the mall
And I know you ain't fucking her
You fucked with me last night
That's my best friend and we don't get down like that
Yeah,
and Shanie in the mall
And I know you ain't fucking her
You fucked with me last night
That's my best friend and we don't get down like that
Yeah,
You drive me crazy them lips always gonna do it for me baby
Messing with you an experience Mercedes
Sliding down the pole like a freeway hazy
Them
not) get to the money, black man
She gon' give it all up for the lifestyle
Slide in, slide out, hit the wipe down
Me and Freeze finna take y'all
'Till I pass out
From the fucking gas clouds
The bitch get's misty when I say "You can't kiss me
I ain't got herpes, my lips are just crispy"
I gotta
me they gonnaz get
A mouth full of Glock motherfucker)
Haha Buck buck
Haha 13 cases and we still can't trade places
We gotta get up out of here
Know
phone
I can't wait till I get it all black owned
Big lips
Fat ass
All real, no cap
Stay trill, that's facts
Black kids, follow yo black dreams
Big things,
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