Lyrics:
Verse 1:
Now we back on - you see it
Roof off hella cutty got my packs on - Hit a spot grab a cup get my grind on
About a decade done past - but but
Like Ballpark Franks baby
Plump when you cook 'em
You know what I mean
My dick gets
High up
Higher than a muthafucka
Shit that's sure
Get out, get out, get out, get out, get out
I got big drums, take you out (doot-doot-doot-doot)
Rob ya shit, gon' kick you out (fuck outta here)
You
(Haaa!)
You cannot enter my zone (No!)
Get the fuck out of my AirSpace (Vrew!)
Most of these people they been fake
I only trust in them Ben Franks (Trust in
I'm a hip-hop gangster and my name is Todd
Just stimulated by the beat, bust out the rhyme
Get fresh batteries if it won't rewind
'Cause I play
the rap, get the fat crib
Duck or get blasted by the Squad Mig
I'm not your nig, clockin 7 digit figs
You dig?
I want that ass, then my crew got dibs
to proceed
And now we stringing the lights up
Five hours later, we stringing the lights up
Listenin' to Bing Crosby by the fire
Frank Sinatra, Nat King
the Boulevard
I'm a hip-hop gangster and my name is Todd
Just stimulated by the beat, bust out the rhyme
Get fresh batteries if it won't rewind
Cause I play
that you dream of
Once in a lullaby
Don't get me started on the AD I'll go AB
He just rode my success like a wave in Hawaii
I gave it my all yea and so
door
We on blitz mode, get your hip broke
We been kick though, opps, I'ma kick though
Boy, I got get dough, run that kick door
Run that kick door,
Fifty Grand
Kick beats like Van Damme
That fighting ass nigga? Yes, it's the B
I break with the bonus
Bumrush bums and bitch-ass opponents
Bucks plug out
yelling YOLO was a lie
And you a liar wonder why you wanna die so young
You and I look just alike
And I'm afraid that this one right here
Might be last time
don’t really know us shorty, we too live
I be smooth Billie D. with the Colt .45 (2x)
[Verse 2: Frank Knight]
So you a killer riding for the scrilla
graduated like alumni's
We one body man one mind, Open your mind up to Nirvana
Go listen to some frank sinatra, Go call your doctor
And tell em that SKYWALKER
the change out my couch again?
Get some new teeth & some calcium
I got a falcon friend
Who sit on my glove
You got a malcontent parrot
Shit on the rug,
no diet
Bullets knock off his brim we ain't running come try it
No we ain't hiding you ain't taking nada
Let me keep it frank chop sing like Sinatra
better watch out, you might get hit
Silly little creature, Sikamikanico
Sittin' on a bleature, Sikamikanico
I don't want a teacher, Sikamikanico
If
you show, my nigga
Where your soul my nigga? Goddamn
One life to live just don't settle
One life I'ma live forever
Stand for something, fall for
with four of her friends nigga plus me
Pull out dick then i bust on her but cheeks
She see my neck get her wet it's a tuff piece
Aye it cost to live like
style (Chop chop chop nigga)
Got the ship right by building up the core now
Shit, to put it frank I can take a world tour now (Suuuuuper!)
From
I've been spinning now for time
Couple women by my side
I got sinning on my mind
Sipping on red wine
I've been sitting here for ages
Ripping out
seem old fashioned to some of you, but I'd like to join in on this song. it's the kind of a sentimental song that you get at the end of a movie. it's
chat to mi hard, mi kick him ass out
Mi only want him fi him dang a lang
Mi just want him fi him dang a lang
I mean you know, you know
You gotta
I'm walking up you be tucking your chain
We out for blood I be making it rain
Keep talking shit you'll get hit with the blade
Pick up a brick I ain't
.jpg/228px-Frank_Sinatra_(1957_studio_portrait_close-up).jpg "Frank Sinatra")
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