Lyrics:
the throat like I'm try to pull a damn rabbit down the mouth, ho!
Bushido dies hier ist mein Ami-Feature
Du kriegst die Knochen zum Frühstück, wenn deine
ROCK BOOTH
You
And the man in the rock booth
Wasting time
Sending shit down telephone line
Features on features
Teachers on teachers
Preachers
outer space
And this is how the message ran
Science fiction - double feature
Doctor X will build a creature
See androids fighting
Brad and Janet
outer space
And this is how the message ran
Science fiction - double feature
Doctor X will build a creature
See androids fighting
Brad and Janet
complimentin' your features
'Cause you got a way of makin' it feel brand new
When I'm underneath ya
You know it ain't hard to read ya
Playin' out all those
I'm doin' the dash
Discounted features just pay me in cash
Get to the money, I'm gettin' it fast (gang)
Money come first and these bitches come last
ain't with the gang
Tell 'em you ain't with the gang, you a dreamer (You a dreamer)
I just tell 'em ten racks for a feature (For a feature)
Got god mode
diva with all the best features
Got herself a summer body
Here that's every season
Woke up feeling fine today
You got every reason!
Soft fresh breezes
Can't breathe at all cause you're coming.
Coming through my speaker, speaker
got me trying to reach ya, reach ya.
My analogue feature, feature,
my
features we curving
I'm swervin'
In a whip and we searching
In my bag like a birkin, no more features we curving
Lil samo yeah, aye
Ion do fake friends
It
I'm feelin' like Kodak
I can't even roll in peace (I can't)
'Cause they want a picture from me
(They want a picture)
Or they want a feature from me
(Or
like
Underneath said light
But say this
I can't take it
I want secrets, I want secrets
I want secrets I can hide
I want features, I want features
I
fighting off them demons (ouu)
Three stripes like adidas (ouu)
Now they wanna feature (ouu)
Wasn’t wit me in the gym grinding all four seasons (ouu)
Now I
See the features of my rage
Begin to shoot the fiend without a face
My face
The fever rots
The brain goes numb inside
I feel the blackout coming
I remember being broke and down bad
Now I pay nothing for my sneakers 'cause I'm NAV
He can't get a feature so he mad
I ain't nothing like these
the whole city
Drop his ass broad day, now I’m known with him
Rapping ass nigga I don’t want no fuckin’ feature
Hit his head, he don’t got no fuckin’ features
gotta go
Go to the crib and beat up ha back
Get to the room she playin my track
Asking for a feature but ian gon tax
But Nigga you betta pay me wit a mf
Slide Slide
Slide Slide
Slide
Slide Slide Oh Aye
Vibe Vibe
I'm smoking on Keisha baby
I'll be high when I meet you baby
I'm loving your features
I got the racks in the vault
Pull up hop out getting em gone
These features keep calling my phone Please just stop just leave me alone
No google
Late night convo, slept at 5
Now she with me, take a hike
Girl, your boyfriend wanna be me
Started spittin cuz he's salty
Wants a feature, his sounds
Why in life its hard to keep her
Everybody knows I need her
This song for you ain't got no features
Cheering for me all through the bleachers
You
If you from HP the feature is free (Hyde Park)
Any other hood ima charge a fee
Bitch ass niggas always envy me
Niggas is fake they aint from the street
loving my features
Got the dough, throw it up like a pizza
All on the court, while you stay in the bleachers
Living life, I say viva la vida
In love with
deal with such frauds
I ain't gon feature with people
That's Lazy
Cause I'm about to get on
So hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Yeah bro yeah
I stood
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