1. |
Interlude
01:27
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2. |
Break it Down
02:18
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3. |
Saucin'
03:24
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Nobody close
look at my clothes.
Champagne and bottles
we making a toast,
making a toast.
Making some bread,
and I'm lost in the sauce,
and I brag and I boast.
I don't worry about nothing,
Ratchet shit, that hood ring.
Need a bad bitch, fuck an average.
Damn she got a nice nose ring.
I don't worry about nothing,
Ratchet shit, that hood ring.
Need a bad bitch, fuck an average,
and she got a nice nose ring.
Nobody close
look at my clothes.
Champagne and bottles
we making a toast,
making a toast.
Making some bread,
and I'm lost in the sauce,
and I brag and I boast.
Lost in the sauce and I brag and I boast.
Nobody close
look at my clothes.
Champagne and bottles
we making a toast,
making a toast.
Making some bread,
and I'm lost in the sauce,
and I brag and I boast.
I don't worry about nothing,
Ratchet shit, that hood ring.
Need a bad bitch, fuck an average.
Damn she got a nice nose ring.
I don't worry about nothing,
Ratchet shit, that hood ring.
Need a bad bitch, fuck an average,
and she got a nice nose ring.
Nobody close
look at my clothes.
Champagne and bottles
we making a toast,
making a toast.
Making some bread,
and I'm lost in the sauce,
and I brag and I boast.
Lost in the sauce and I brag and I boast.
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4. |
Lights Out
04:50
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All black as I descend into darkness,
Old-school as I run with a grill and some parchment,
it's a bargain.
Damn this is our shit.
Some lethargic,
got a tree like Tarzan.
Damn,
now it's so abstract.
Where the cash,
you can find it in her ass crack.
Can I get a couple bitches just to snapchat.
Tell 'em get over rap,
I just need something to laugh at.
Tell 'em get over rap,
I just need something to laugh at.
Talkin' shit and I'll back it up,
Taking shots and I'm acting up.
And I don't even stop 'till I see the back of the cup,
Back of the cup,
Now the whole pack up.
Honies be cuffin and people go yappin,
I stay in the back, I ain't talking a lot.
Button my shirt and I tighten my tie,
and you look in my eyes when you talk to this boss.
Caught up and I'm living in it right now,
I drink a lot of liquor and I like it.
And the keep a brother around for the right sound,
When I'm on the mic everybody just pipe down,
Pipe down.
Right Now.
Pop a bean,
do a line.
Right Now.
Get me in the lights now.
Smoking weed, sippin wine
With the lights out,
Lights out.
Now.
'Cause I'm badder and I motherfucking know it,
You can see it in my face.
I'm smug and I show it.
I give it out like I owe it.
You should listen to what I say,
I'm a modern day poet.
You,
I do.
Jeff Bridges.
No need for attitude,
I be turning necks, bitches.
Hop in the way, Lou.
You'll never come back when you take these bitches.
I'm...
I just need something to laugh at.
Talkin' shit and I'll back it up,
Taking shots and I'm acting up.
And I don't even stop 'till I see the back of the cup,
Back of the cup,
Now the whole pack up.
Honies be cuffin and people go yappin,
I stay in the back, I ain't talking a lot.
Button my shirt and I tighten my tie,
and you look in my eyes when you talk to this boss.
Caught up and I'm living in it right now,
I drink a lot of liquor and I like it.
And the keep a brother around for the right sound,
When I'm on the mic everybody just pipe down,
Pipe down.
Right Now.
Pop a bean,
do a line.
Right Now.
Get me in the lights now.
Smoking weed, sippin wine
With the lights out,
Lights out.
Now.
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5. |
Beat Em Up
04:09
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6. |
RCKTHS
03:00
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