Ayy, leave a spell, 03 Ayy, leave a spell on your clique
I know voodoo, I know magic (voodoo) Pull up on me it get tragic Pullin' up, I lay 'em down in the past nigga Zip a nigga up in plastic I'm the nigga goin' up, a nigga savage It's a gift, it's a curse, it's a gift, it's a curse Nah nigga I ain't average I'm the nigga goin' up, I'm a savage
Put a spell on that bitch in my verse, that's a whole quote Chop a bitch off where the hoes go Blood money on my neck, bitch I made it rose gold All my peoples Pasadena like the Rose Bowl More gas than my teachers off a whole flow Watered down, from the bleachers to the end zone Cheerleaders smoke dope, kickin' shit, no clothes You see LA, I just run out, wonder where her clothes go? Do it behind closed doors, sippin' lean, I won't dose New sweater made by junkie made by Kezno in my Benzo Get her on her ass like a movie that's suspenseful Ten tre day, I'm soldiered down like ten-four Long live King Yella, free my nigga TK Fuck her in that prison with the damus and keyways Or up in the dub from the arm to the peach cake Peter-rollin' rollin', I ain't never been a cheapskate
I know voodoo, I know magic (voodoo) Pull up on me it get tragic Pullin' up, I lay 'em down in the past nigga Zip a nigga up in plastic I'm the nigga goin' up, a nigga savage It's a gift, it's a curse, it's a gift, it's a curse Nah nigga I ain't average I'm the nigga goin' up, I'm a savageTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
