Lyrics:
to some eyes I'm making heads turn when I walk by
On they necks like a necktie, too wavy hit em with the riptide
I'm too hot they need some ice, I'm too hot
Making friends wherever I go
Shaking my ass, cause I’m in the zone
Pre- Chorus
I’m searching all the crowds for my lollipop girls, my lollipop girls, my
Staring towards the north
Waiting in solitude
Barring the way inside
The giant doors of stone
Not built for mortal men
Not made for us to pass
Vile trick
need a whole posse, a mossie or more
Cause I'm strong, rap long, yet the rhymes don't drag
Like a bag full of tricks or a trick in a bag
I'm uprising,
beat off with some trap shit(whoah whoah)
300 bales in my league that's a hat trick
Flipping all these bows got me traveling the atlas
Imma mix my drug
You a trick ho
Hold up, I can't take your nonsense
We blow thick smoke
Roll up, I been faded off rip
Got a pink toe
Cookin breakfast in the mornin
I'm
gotta hide your shit
You know what I'm sayin', you can just ball for free
Campaignin' your nation, in a legit demonstration
And gotta face incarceration
come I haven't gone broke yet?
I tell 'em it's cause I'm the flyest backpacker ever
I'm flyer than Mos Def in a Drumpf tower surrounded by four chefs
Xzibit overlaps
Look, I'm inhumane livin' in this house of pain
stuck with a thousand street hustlers
down on they luck
Repeat felons caught up with
and a yacht, two million in gold
Because rap is the game that I control.
I'm like Shakespeare, I'm a pioneer
Because I made rap somethin' people wanted
shots run right through ya
I never knew ya
'Cause I'm not a trick
You can suck the biggity-dick, I'm not the piggity-pig
I get away quickity-quick
back in the mix
The same Yo. Kodiak you know
But with a new bag of tricks
And I'm ready to grace your presence
If deserving and worth
Been living like
in the public library
On Thurmon Street just now
Skimming through Rogue Herry's by Hugh Walpole
And I suddenly came over all peckish
Peckish,
bricks gettin rich off tricks
[Killa Tay]
I put it down for my homies, Fresno to Toronto
Imagine if I'm livin in dead, head hauncho
All up on your
of attention
I'm by his side, with the chrome fifth, playing my position (Notorious)
Sexy, young thing, from the ghetto
That bitch rocking mics in high heel
by my homey dru house to puff on the loop
Seen my little homey style who I ain't seen in a while
Damn near gone, floatin on cloud one-nine
Liquor sto',
Trick or Treat
Smell my Feet
Give me something good to eat
Ding Dong, I'm the wicked witch of the west
Give me treats or there's a trick, several
back to punch you to the ground, you trick
It's a trap, fuck my last CD, that shit's in my trash
I'll be God-damned if another rapper gets in my ass
I
She got a cross on her wrist
She always lost in abyss
cnd on her thigh got a scripture
She always lie when I'm with her
Trying to keep God in
'em is the bone
Blowin' up a niggas phone but ain't nobody home
I'm in a zone tryin' to do things
Let's turn this into a crew thing
What's up,
'em is the bone
Blowin' up a niggas phone but ain't nobody home
I'm in a zone tryin' to do things
Let's turn this into a crew thing
What's up,
lil bitch she finna poke it out
Pouring up Actavis this got me rolling now
It was a accident I'm pulling over now
See by the magic trick she think she
an awfully wicked city, captured crevice; cat's eye
Methodically, dog's end concluded a swollen silent franchise
Sacrificed, brand by eclipse in snatching your
When will I get through these rapids
So tired of swimming through this
How come I feel so stagnant
When the only thing that's constant
Is change
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