Bruce Lee
Ceas & Manndo
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All of you that I came up with hop off my dick You look like amphibians You ain't my blood, you ain't Sicilian I heard you pirating my shit, Caribbean Wrote it all down in the book of Corinthians Study the rhymes and the idioms I'm in my prime, the meridian My only feature is Curry, I ain't even Indian Fists flying, bitches thinking I'm Bruce Lee Back shots, and I give 'em profusely I know they mad but I'm never gonna lose sleep All of my fans say they love me like Lucy All in the past if you say you knew me My new bitch don't even say, "who she" Groupies are tryna seduce me Leave me alone, lately I've just been choosey Baddie like Lucy, I got her chillin' Jacuzzi Baby told me to feel on her coochie So I had to oblige, no I ain't a groupie Shordie think she got me, but I start talking to Luci Talking to devil on my shoulder, shit started getting confusing Tell me go left then tell me go right Shit I don't know what's right I be using my hands to fight You be using your hands to type Bad bitches yeah that's what I like Mike and Ike what my enemies like They just too fruity get sent up like kites I get FaceTime from shordie on late night With no date, I ain't talking 'bout Skype I've been a god, I'm going to War Watch out for my shot, I be shooting like Kratos (Bla, bla) Blood on my ankles Last time I checked I ain't step in tomatoes Next time I see you gonna be with a halo Shoulda layed low, my stick is a great oak Shot deadeye and the beam like Kano Click click click thought the blick was a payphone When you 'round us opps tend to disappear Get hit in the jaw he gone need some veneers Her head game strong make it hard to steer Switching positions like switching the gears Switching my hoes like I traded Etherium Feel like the Lich, I know I put the fear in 'em Hit The Prestige on a bitch, and I might disappear again (I can bring you in) Disappear, Houdini Don't see me coming like twists on the TV They watching me like Jesse Eisenberg, hit it once and then Now You See Me Heisenberg I'm making these blues Signing these checks I feel like a calligrapher I'm blowing up like the Hindenburg Fucken these hoes, breaking backs like I'm hitting a finisher (Finish her) Breaking backs like Bane (Brutality) Still in command like commissioners Hit from the back, I can smell her conditioner Twist her, and then I position her Delivering bullets I'm the leading distributor I leave 'em hot like a pan with some vinegar I keep a six and it really be sinister We taking over the game like a Spanish Inquisitor
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Written by: Jeremy Doppieri, Julian Flores
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