Lyrics:
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I don't think he liked my tape one bit
I haven't used tape for fishing yet
You can't catch a fish when you're tape's all wet
So I'll draw a fish
(coke), its going on retail (clearance)
Puttin bitches on detail, just so I can eat well,
We cooking up that fish scale, its going on retail (ya ya)"
tal'n bout, switch everything nigga
Paint switching, no teams
We ain't switching teams baby, ha already
It's Color Changin' Click, hey Mix Tape Messiah
the hands of Fish and John Paul uhhh
Roll the tape roll the tape
Perfect things fall in line
Good things for who waits
Great things take time
Don't you ever
fool right here)
He was feelin' his way down the street with his stick right, ayy (yeah)
He walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'?
fool right here)
He was feelin' his way down the street with his stick right, ayy (yeah)
He walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'?
water all my bitches be foreign imported
Eight hundred gram fish scales
I got the trap it’s a war
Plug called said he need me tonight ain’t no discussion
not the mood to hear
The tales of limousines and pails
Of money they'll make like a pro
I be like, "Yo black, just play me the tape"
But at the show
I get the tape fish in his face get that AR so I can shoot at his face
Steal that boy money make him look like a disgrace
Take this boy family his
create and tape
A series for me
Lyrically he not hard, fuck Akh bars (Akbar)
The ratchet that'll blow his top
Off I call Teairra Mari
It couldn't be
not the mood to hear
The tales of limousines and pails
Of money they'll make like a pro
I be like, "Yo black, just play me the tape"
But at the show
Shawty não quer dar a cara
Provoca e depois diz me para
Tu Queres fazer uma sex tape?
Baza fzr uma sex tape
Diz me qual é a tua tara
Na cama, no
(Fuck)
The fish boy swimming up
Toppling pawns it's a blunder better check him up or
Or he's a rut, scrummaging through in the life of a mutt
Life
Getting too hot for the long sleeve, long tees, long days, lonely
Plenty fish in the sea she was golden, Goldeen, oh me
Everything that's gilded just
the trunk
Plus the tape on your cassette
I'm from the crew called Jurassic
Stretch like elastic
Live and on plastic
Step and get that ass kicked
with a stick right, hey
He walked past this fish market, you know what I'm sayin'
He stopped he took a deep breath he said
Snfffffff, woooo good
Im the Big Fish
Im the one they're tryna catch
Always been the Big Kahuna
Reason why them bitches mad
Could tell the way i move
That this ain't
shhh
I guess forget it
Wanna make a song that feels like my legs when fish netted
I I only listen if the gut said it
I'm high working on my root cause
a different story (them niggas hoes)
Niggas act like they were in the kitchen whippin for me, (whippin wit that blow)
Whippin in the kitchen got fish all over
right
Duct Tape, all white yams on a boat
Dragged slow in a net, might move it on the net
Long as that shit all whit fish it'll go
I'ont get high and I
the trunk
Plus the tape on your cassette
I'm from the crew called Jurassic
Stretch like elastic
Live and on plastic
Step and get that ass kicked
(Non sei safe droppiamo il tape)
(Mentre tu stai ancora in fishing)
(Una stramer vuole bimbi)
(Sto pensando solo ai dindi)
(Giro slot lei sta in
in the ol' tape deck
Nothing in the trunk but some base ball gloves
A pair of jumper cables and a set of golf clubs
Blanket on the back seat, we're in
(Non sei safe droppiamo il tape)
(Mentre tu stai ancora in fishing)
(Una stramer vuole bimbi)
(Sto pensando solo ai dindi)
(Giro slot, lei sta in
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