Search results for 'scale+moss'

see the scale bout to get something off
Touchdown randy moss

I been getting rich off a block now 
Nigga tryna see what them stocks bout
You mad trap

person
Relinquish their grasp
Release it into a cave in which it could molt its skin and crawl
Shaking off old scales and spitting out old teeth from

and make it kick niggas
Your bitch in love with a boss
I'm interceptin' her, Randy Moss
Real niggas don't pillow talk
Snitch niggas lives on chalk

I'm

con for line of promethazine
Randy Moss she tryna' catch me and I'm in her dreams
Yeah I'm in her dreams
Gettin' tired of 'em fin' start eating greens

a scale, we'll share the riches
I just might ice out your bitch for washin' dishes (mmm)
We won't give a fuck about his words and final wishes
I know some

Is you gone keep slangin dat iron
Or you gone try to flip some bowls
Since a jit been using scales
I been tryna get it off
I been really in my bag
So

whole scale
Pillow talk da hoes damn I guess I give em hell
If he run up on me wrong bet this glock be dropping shells
I'm so seven six duece and that's

scales come off your eyes, so you can see
I was stuck in torment, yet He still delivered me
I'm keeping it a buck, so I expect you to hate me
Hearing all

the sauce, huh?
Whip the rock with the Voss, yeah
Hit the block, chip the bars, yeah
Catch a P, Randy Moss, yeah
I don't rock with the police none
Don't

sprite I mix it It aint bout the money can't get 
My attention Trap boom boom boom
Trap boomin like six 12's
Thinkin bout buyin me some fish scale
And whip

Randy moss

Kicking shit while I'm counting racks in a loft 

If Ian got no drank I'll catch attitude 

The bitch told me stop cause I act a fool

Trynna

on me
I'ma get searched they gon' find the scale fosholy
& the scale was fishy & my tags was missing
Ikey never tellin' but the bag was yellin'
125 but

the bail, tell em open up the cell
We been quit countin the cash, we just throw it on the scale
Eighteen hundred for the pound, the smell will tell you bout

In that field called a tackle
Can't beef with none of these rappers
Bitch I'm not an adapter
The plug I need an adapter
Im the plug I need a scale
In

Set It Out

Nappy Roots

Watermelon, Chicken & Gritz

2002

the liquor tryna move his dick?

[Scales]
Now hold up; what? Stop; huh?
Somebody roll the weed up, feet up
V.I.P. lookin all G'd up, hair stay P'd up

boy it's tekky
Keep my eye on the Ps, nah we ain't flirting with no Jezzys
Free my niggas in the cells, Moss Side to Lozells
This guys like

me
Racks the same colour my teeth (Blues Clues)
I signed a deal with the plug, he send a box every week
Used to get paid off a scale, now all I need

call before you come or get a casket
Moss-berg sawed off double actioned
100 round drums for infractions
I can knock down a tank never lacking

Plug told

Touchdown on a fuck boi
I'm Randy moss with the zaps (Emmitt Smith)
Aye I used to be the one to hitcha house 
Take all I could and sell it to the trap
Rappers

would take Betty Page over Kate Moss any day
so there's really no need for the weight loss any way
just as long as you're healthy and wise
better skinny

you ain't dead or in jail
Got my weight up nigga, i'm far from frail
I don't fuck with lbs, but I had to check it on the scale
The fake love come out

jaws
One call nigga get you gone
Then we rollem in cigars
Why you really throw your skills away when you was Randy Moss-in shit
I was the boss asking

tossed.
Catch it like I'm Randy Moss.
They don't want problems with I.
I am the God of the Rhymes.
Pay me for all of my time.
No moshpit? I'm startin'

believe in placebo
Sea moss is the savior
A gift from God
When she's smiling as I skeet her face
Could use a lady who lets me eat her cake daily
I got