Lyrics:
you
If you need dance lessons
I could teach you sometime
You know, for a monster
You're not really a bad guy
This could be a trick
And although I'm not
is kind of insane
I Scarecrow with mystical styles
Niggas are getting buck wild
Look at my dirty fouls
Bodies are stacked up by pounds
You want to fuck
suddenly my new lows
Tired of every chick sayin she models before she swallow
So I only fuck with hat tricks, bitches with a few goals
Niggas keep askin
Sharpie on my face
I guess that some things never change, you know
Let's waste our time
Getting by on cheap temptation
Don't care, don't mind
Tearing up
Black Thought, my sound's hard to come by
Last spotted on a yacht getting dumb high
Banging yacht rock with my squad from 2-1-5
Straight calling niggas
the best can enthrall
A hoss is a giant but with no skills
A monster's a menace who instantly kills
A plant is a player hidden in the crowd
And oh, by
[DJ Khaled]
Diaz Brothers
DJ Khaled
I rep my city
Dade County, let's go!
[Trick Daddy]
Dade County stand up right now
Always from Carol City
you say G.O.O.D. Music?
Can you say G.O.O.D. Music?
And we do's this.
Uhn. Get ready for the next dynasty nigga!
Finally Famous the album comin' soon
the steel
Now I glide fly and ride by above the grill
And fly jets yes where they pay with colored bills
that's Canada, Panama, damnit uh
Equador, extra
Three passports, Three first class tickets to the money
Straight flights
I live by the cold war
Drove from round the globe
All I need is
to pretend
Cuz once you've moshed with monsters, you ain't ever seen again
The crowd demands an encore, but the monsters need to eat
So tell me, is it TRICK
Clean up gang with a hoover pull up a sweep the street
Tell babe book park chinois, the bricks came cheap this week
Brought out the glee this week
ain't got to get all extremely too personal on your albums
When you not surrounded by bigger artists to fucking boost you
Nigga you called me, I didn't
them DM's, get no reply (oh, ah)
Can smell that green grass over the horizon
Texts with a Houston legend, almost pushed to Verizon
Phone playing tricks
Brothers out there with sisters, peep it
Years and years you try to keep her a secret
Said she's your cousin that came for a visit
You're puttin'
get gray when it's time to groove
I'm a sexy sucker, but the mind is sane
Having nothing to lose but only goals to gain
By my side, I'm supplied with
Oh Pogo a monster you are indeed
John Wayne Gacy sodomy killer fiend
Movements at night breakfast with cops
The stench of death 33 counts of homicide
a tiger by its toe
Here we go
I see a nemesis foe
I'm just like it me a mario
Here we go
Halloween night
Trick or treat all night
Halloween night
Were
friends Fit's
Of Depression to play with us
At The Seattle Coliseum
Or playing with Poison Idea at a No On Nine
Benefit in Portland organzied by
Gus Van
Walk a fine line, spit a guideline, trick a weird cheery to his own with a pom pom
Put you in your place, due to a plot, punch you in your face, usual
'cause I'm coming, it's my album
And for the record, meaning my record, check it
Listen to the single and you'll be like, yo, I gotta get it
But in
Yeah, hit me with the snares, Fresh
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, just the snares, Fresh
Ch-ch-ch-ch, I like the snares, Fresh
Ch-ch-ch-ch
Yeah, I'ma ride
[Sage Francis]
I am..
More than two faced, I've got at least six with cheap tricks
To hide my not-so-pretty side while accentuating cheeks
Yeah, hit me with the snares, Fresh
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah, just the snares, Fresh
Ch-ch-ch-ch, I like the snares, Fresh
Ch-ch-ch-ch
Yeah, I'ma ride
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