I like to ask the bad bitches if they ass is real
Since you're down now, boy, lick ma foot heel
Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks
Look at me left foot right foot through these streets
Raise a hill place my foot in the sand creating a mound,
I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound
Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,
We was loonie i suppose, you could
A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood
This fucker was twelve and was six foot, with a vicious hook
Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow
Swerve never stay alive, foot ain't on gas right now
Hell tried to grasp it but it survived that 300 foot fall.
That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all
But we got off on the wrong foot
Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good
GO BACK TO WRITE A SONG ABOUT ANOTHER TOPIC !
You looking for tools to write and share lyrics online?
You're in luck! Get started using RapPad >