Lyrics:
ain't at no tables
You a nobody, got nothin' in no pockets, you'd probably go broke shopping
Got eighty-five K in the coat pockets
Surrounded by
Holdin on for the brink of it
That's the fun part
Glorify the grip on bull shit
That's the dumb part
Uhm R Kelly messed with kids
*censored*
Two of my
the bag fast Cat in the hat raps
Call em Thing one and Thing two cause He do what he do
She do what she do but We do something new Preview why me you no
poppin', got them foes watchin'
Bugs Bunny runnin', ain't nothin' stoppin'
(Verse 3)
Rockin' that carrot chain, man, I feel like Bugs Bunny
Bugs Bunny flow,
Have a 100 million in the bank
Yeah I got a bit debt, but I'm telling you now
That in 15 years, I'll be by the lake
Drinkin some Henny and eatin some
list, full of homies in debt
So when life deals you nothin' but jokers and holds tens
We get drunk off that severance check, man
It's gonna be a long
kid, named Jay.
That jeff calls gay, and beats up, doesn't look very normal today
So I give a little smile and he gives one back
Then he walks by
it he like G you hit 'em
You let off like 5 and aint even miss 'em
Must be me trippin' I remember it different but fuck it
I was a good kid born wit
as high as nuts on a giraffe
and expect us to kiss her ass
Guess we stuck like a goose, five it's hard tryin to stay alive
when you got beef with two
more mass than the Earth
Your dick, half staff, it needs work
My dick, been there done that
Your dick sits there with dunce cap
My dick, V
greater
Green jacket
Yea, practice make perfect, you silly rabbit
Yea, 10 years strong, I got 5 to go
I’ll leave it all here, right on the floor
Talkin’
K: What up Quik?
D: 'Ey Knoc
K: What up?
D: I'm just trippin' off of how you sound to this beat, man!
It's like, it's that kinda shit that make
except for that peach
Coloured four wheel drive double decker blow job bus
Let's hear it for the queenie... She's no better than me or you
Except for those
come from potholes
Make Long Island proud my ultimate goal
Fuck how much you sold, how much did you gross
From walkin' on eggshells to steppin' stones
the models, popstar energy
You should see the shots in the
Pictures they be sendin' me
They tell me live it up
Appreciate the moment
Two shots down, Percocet in
man you can't have no autograph
[Chorus]
Nickatina says bust back first
And by any means necessary don't get hurt
The five millimeter go good
except for that peach
Coloured four wheel drive double decker blow job bus
Let's hear it for the queenie... She's no better than me or you
Except for those
this shit is meant to be
Thanks for listening, I hope that y'all relating too
And y'all ain't bothered by a little truth
[Hook]
So hello
Yeah so hello
out bed
Dated 1882 and this is what it said
This town has seven blacksmiths, twenty-five saloons
Thirty-seven churches, and two-hundred hotel rooms
["loonie" repeated throughout the song]
[Verse 1: Classified]
Yeah, as I drop my coin into the slot machine
My eyes double in size, you can't stop
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