Lyrics:
fucking with
My moms threw that snow in her nose, but I would hustle it
Champ hoodie, Mongoose with the bags
Clap your stoop up, hit moms duke in her
playing pool even at my lowest im a baller like I play for Duke.
I done gapped these niggas like I own the gap clothing sto. Running laps around em now
The start of today's
Big event: the final of the Mens'
Being Eaten By A Crocodile event i'm standing
Now by the crocodile pit where-
(crunching, screams,
Soma's on the picnic it's probably time to pop em
Karate Kid, older dude playing younger
Trained by Duke Evers not to never lose your hunger
HOOK:
Yeah yolet me, let me, let me
Let me tell you why - why
This niggawhy we dedicated this song
To this kind of nigga cuz number one
Duke is drivin' in
56 hundred for the Cartier
YSL shit, know what I'm sayin?
Me and Lil Duke
Aye lil' boo, who are you?
I put it down for my people
Ready to die
tell you I'll be back as soon as I can
Now I'm in your bedroom, watching you sleep
I'm about to make these dreams
Last forever
Next time I say trick
an old dog new tricks
Come on!
Well, I've been in the battles
Taken my licks had lots of parties
Had all the kicks i'm not often well
But I ain't never
on on the outside
And I'm paying you to sing like a bird
So get in and get tough or get up and get out
Because things aren't too tight"
I said "Don't worry, man
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
[Jacken & (Mr Duke)]
(Devil's in disguise)
They're coming to claim us
Let it come as no surprise
I stare into the face of death
'Cause at the end
Yea Ok ok Ok ok
lets do it
boyz n da hood (alright) (waz up)
yea lets go lets go
ok ok ok ok
Its ya boy Jody Breeze
Gee (BY)
big Duke
Young Jeezy
and I'm vexed
And I'm flippin' 'cause these niggaz wanna play me for test
Shit fell off ya hand Lord? Stop it, I'm eyein niggaz in they faces
After that I'm
and I'm vexed
And I'm flippin' 'cause these niggaz wanna play me for test
Shit fell off ya hand Lord? Stop it, I'm eyein niggaz in they faces
After that I'm
friends I seek their company They help me to get out of tricky situation I don't trust in politics I know many shady tricks Some people call me bastard Some
jacked off on the third
I'm obvious oblivion but that's my science
Fuck your head up like corn rows put in by blind giants
Haven't been with it, since
to be humble
When I do the breaststroke through an underground tunnel
And come up on the other side in a Jacuzzi
Being greeted by two naked models with
on, jeans, state to state
And she got the nerve to fuck me all mean
While I rock all green, by all means
We in the mall fiendin', one more hump then
Get it back in blood
Im on yo ass what you hiding for
Walk inside that church and ask his dukes like what you crying for
Never know when I need it so
and I'm vexed
And I'm flippin' 'cause these niggaz wanna play me for test
Shit fell off ya hand Lord? Stop it, I'm eyein niggaz in they faces
After that I'm
Every time I dive in my pool.
It's hard to be humble
When I do the breast stroke through an underground tunnel.
And come up on the other side in
He works in the shadow with the light
It is impossible to tell his true intentions
For with the Duke of Milan
One can never know for sure
He is
troops, though I'm accurate
Savage shit, I ride a 32, it's magic, straight immaculate
In my bag of trick shit, I learned off Albany Ave
Made his story with
Hello
Shy High, do trick, stay mellow
Time waster
Cheap wine taster
Flip more birds than a hippie off scherms in a canopy van
Can you hand me my
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