" And by now the rest of the fellas get jealous Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas All the chicks start yellin', all the hot babes Throw their bras
was baggin' a new chick Instead of bitin' mines, it be best you bite on the chew stick Funny how niggas be tryin' to do shit When I rock a light bling
" And by now, the rest of the fellas get jealous Especially when I drop the beat and do my ocupellas All the chicks start yellin', "All the hot babes Throw their bras
cock" Now by now, the rest of the fellas get jealous Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas All the chicks start yellin' all the hot babes Throw their bras
a house by a stream It was a family Christmas In the ragpicker's dream there Were kids at the table All aglow in the light Music in the wintertime Sure
, I put on some lights Nights along the roads En attendant ses bras je peins des fleurs aux portes Il aimera ca En attendant le doux temps de ses bras
Well, I'm droppin' bars like a page three star Droppin' bras, my voice hits cars, I love music Kept my voice locked in a jar for years Now I'm here I
silk Black as their majesty I walk throughout the infinite domain Elusive trampled moves Among the gardens Dark candel answers to light Sail on the music
flies down from the skies; I see rising up from my wreckage, cities and mansions so bright I see my friends eyes and their faces lit up with a bright shining light
flies down from the skies; I see rising up from my wreckage cities and mansions so bright I see my friends eyes and their faces lit up with a bright shining light
cock" And by now the rest of the fellas get jealous Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas All the chicks start yellin', all the hot babes Throw their bras
severin' heads, i'm in everyones nightmare A ***** that can never ever be scared of the feds And the *****s that'll fuck with you Stab and brass knuckle
(feat. Niamaj) [Verse 1:] Now as I rise from the underground destinations unknown Like a feather, goin wherever the wind is blowin Music's my transportation
of biting mines, it be best you bite on the true shit Funny how niggas be trying to do shit When I rock a light bling all my pinky gleam in the blue shit
rap bars Analyzed your music, those happy-ass keys Made you softer than ever, rap some more you should never I decided to listen, I turned the music off
Verse 2: Snoop Dogg] Bitch what the fuck you still got ya clothes on for? Didn't you read the sign when you came through the front door? No draws No bras
system, um [Verse 2: Hodgy] I break number 2 pencils cause I write so strong Tyler rolling up a stick so when it lights, so long Brass monkey, clarinet