Lyrics:
on the floor and I'll be honest
We ain't turnin down till the sun comes up
The sound gets sucked through pipes and ducts
So rise and shine near the boderline
on the floor and I'll be honest
We ain't turnin down till the sun comes up
The sound gets sucked through pipes and ducts
So rise and shine near the boderline
sensed it once upon in the past where time went
And now we won't talk again
My air-duct vocal pipes just how I vent
Because I'm so far over it, I fell in
call it a near miss
Cage fighter, ghost writer, thunder thunder dome crackin the lacrimal bones
Tears frozen in the ducts watch the pipes burst, tape it
The noises in the air?
Do you hear?
Do you hear?
Do ya hear, do ya?
Do ya hear, do ya?
The rats in the ducts
The keys in their locks
The steam in the pipes
I'mma need a Jordan ring
Fuck you mean this is really mean
Gotti after life
Future looking bright, bitches crack tongue on the pipe
I don't wanna see you
shouts, I'mma need a Jordan ring
Fuck you mean this is really mean
Gotti after life
Future looking bright, bitches crack tongue on the pipe
I don't
this
Tell it like it is, don't sugarcoat it
Take it to the bank so you can't blow it
Use a little duct tape if you done broke it
When it don't
now ya lights gone!
It's that fight song!
You know bringing it raw
Straight up to your door
Yo that's that pipe bomb!
It's that hype song!
It's that
Maybe I'll hook up your dish washer combo dryer
But all your pipes are antique
Your water pressure's too weak
You got an attic full of dry rot
Because
KimJ with the heat
Pipes
Yeah
Eat whatever I want, my life is like a buffet
Just shake it off, I know you had a rough day
Yeah, this is a new sound,
hate, only dig, penetrate
What you know about that
Thing cupping your waist
Legs in the air duct tape
Your man aim straight
Know where the pope went?
I'ma
I'm a monster, call me Sasquatch
I put the Mac down, she give me laptop (say my name bitch)
I said I lay the pipe, leave her with a quote
Niggas
whoa, tell me what it take? Whoa
Tell me what it takes, whoa, grab the duct tape, huh
We not the same gang, whoa, ho, I bang, bang, whoa
I'm with La
on that bitch
Ride on 35's i duct tape molly to my wrists
Drown in ice all down my body like im doffy in this bitch
I stretch money like im luffy while i
to her crib and hit that pussy like a crack pipe
I listen to Dipset, want Cam and Jim to squash it
But how can I say that when I ain't made up with Fif
the block with the glizzy
All opps gon' drop when they see me
Gon' drop when they see me (What's up?)
Duct tape on his mouth
Boy, he won't make a sound when
connects discovered
most niggaz get hard, from fucking with them pipes and hustlers
Kilos is one thousand grams
You know your ammo better be heavy 'cause
duct-taping his daughter
That's the taping they taught us
In addition add the eight and the quarters get it
In addition Ma, yeah you get it dog
Gets it
the sleeves, don't make a nigga reach
Coke look bleach, pots and forks by the sink
Busted duct tape, that shit stink (shit stink, nigga)
Same night off for
They say I'm an animal, I'm trained with the pipe
You know niggas, they be actin', they ain't made for this life
Niggas bitches, they be trickin',
A couple hours, then I'll feel numb
And I buy myself pretty things (pipe that shit up, TnT)
Whenever I feel lonely
(Trill got that juice, nigga)
Hella fresh, welcome home, this is home plate stage
Murder breath, one eye, solo step, bring it
El-product, in the duct, snuggle in, tight fight
her bleed all over the couch then the bitch start screaming
So I put the duct tape all over her mouth after death start eating
Shit I'ma mother
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