Search results for 'Soft Carbon Shell'

the underdog
So what that tell you go fetch it nigga
Don't take me soft cuz I'm a female
Leave you scattered on the beach like sea shells
Check my street credit

They know I'm the man, ain't no ID
I will pull yo card
Don't ever try to stop me
Carbon in my put jeans, they could never be a copy
When you reign

know!

Fizzy! Fizzy! 
Sparkling soft drinks!
Fizzy! Fizzy! 
Why do they sting?
Its carbon dioxide inside the soda.
It stimulates my tongue and throat.

The shell the shell the shell
The shell the shell the shell
The shell the shell the shell

Red bottoms you can smell the blood up on my bitch heels

up like an elevator

And I put that on Gabe
I put that on Gabe
Carbon's the gang
L A M what I'm banging
B D F moving dangerous
Hold up danger
For all

and her ass cheeks super soft
She can't do no wrong
Okay, we pull up and we do him dirty dancer
We not smoking sticks, but we got sticks to give you cancer

Kiss and tell she sucked my dick
Oops, oh well, too soon to tell, like change he fell, I'm wishing well
Like Krabs he's soft without his shell, split

Six shells
Know that's where I dwell
Bitch, bail
Thorns all on my veil
Wrist pale
Know that's where I dwell
Got the carbon for a copy if he ever try

Suck her soft, then proceed to lick her long
Slurp dat up, she'll make your dick cum

Fifty bitches deep in these streets, I'm on da creep
Smokin' no

tall by sea
Razor-tooth nightmare
Strayed from its rookery
Bloody empire bare
At the bottom of the world
You can't stop looking down
She team carbon

nigha show me my opponent 
 you s don't want war with us
naa you don't want that smoke 
put that carbon to yo lungs you might choke
 you  don't want war

its beef shit I'm on it
nigha show me my opponent 
 you pussy nighas don't want war with us
naa nigha you don't want that smoke 
put that carbon to yo

diligent dog
Now she poppin her top (Her top)
Putting the pedal to metal her engine is soft
So she calling it off (Calling it off!)
How you gon fuck with

fits so exclusive I guess
Sike now back to your pumps
Y'all talk oh so much to get they bell rung
Got hot shells for soft niggas who don't want none

chap like elbows
I'm strapped like velcro
You soft like insoles
These niggas is assholes
I beat a nigga ass, but won't get blood on my shell toes
I'm

Grew up in the same slums as you
Same drugs I stood away from
Where the same you used
I used to be quite and soft
Until they pissed me off
Eyebrows

soft brown eyes
Tell you what you want to hear
You'll find next week she's full of lies
She'll leave you lying in tears
She'll leave you low, she'll

parliament turn butter soft
Like tubs of margarine
Awesome arson with a large
Carbon cartridge sparkin'
Often involved in carvin' apart kids
In they apartment

Sometimes the naked eye can see through solid walls
Hollow, my empty shell has broken down again
As the beast feasts pale blue dreams
Be the mourning

It’s strange 
Tell me it isn’t true 
You found someone new 
She looks just like me 
A carbon copy, eyes the same shade of blue 

I'll leave you

cleaner
223's and .45's
Magazines with carbon fibe
50 rounds it hold inside
38's to match my 9's
Clips and shells could clear a block
9 millimeters in

just right, soft on the eyes... quick in everything she brings
She'll like, strange food, be kinda cool... and care about the little things, and
I'm just

the oppressor 
Smile for the camera
With a cold carbon drink
She’ll make you think
She’ll make you think 
She’ll make you think

Greater women in the shade 
Their

Yeah im overseas not trippin about no bitch
I know she overseas tell her we flying em in
You got a carbon
I got a carbon
Carbon twins
You got a FN
My