[Gifted Gab] Yeah It's Gifted Gab What up, Blimes? What up, Meth? This is the remix
[Blimes Brixton] I never wore a ruby slipper, fuck is a silver spoon? Silverstone ain't my sister, take your 'tude and get a tomb I should get a room with myself, help Is that over the top, shelf, well Nah, I'm sexy as this beat is, strong as these feet is, huh They call me baby, yeah, like I'm a fetus Jesus Christ with it, she too nice with it I like my brandy with no ice in it, yeah So you could take it back to the bar if you did that I'ma take it back to these bars, give 'em casualty scars I'm goin' casually hard, ha 'Cause I'm not about to flex 'til I master it all, yeah
[Blimes Brixton & Method Man] Hot damn, you got goals to Japan I wanna be part of the plan Nah, you should make your own moves And I'ma do what I do, alright, dude? Cool Hot damn, you got goals to Japan I wanna be part of the plan Nah, you should make your own moves And I'ma do what I do, alright, dude? Cool (Yeah)
[Method Man] I never had a good Christmas, what is a Santa Claus? (Uh) Never on nobody gift list, can't understand it all (Nah) First chick I shared a kiss with, I took her panties off (Yeah) Caught her with her skirt lifted, it pissed her granny off All my life, been a misfit (Ah), misguided into mischief The truth is I only lie to my mistress (Ah) When I'm puffin' a lot, you can lie with the fishes (Woo) Blimes got them biscuits, you can die in this Bisquick (Bisquick) Now let that bass hit your face (Yes) Got you monkeys insecure, it's a ape Gorillas in the mist, it's a trait (Ah) Them ain't Air Force Ones, it's a bape I ain't write this with a pen, it's a vape You gettin' free smoke, picture Drake (Uh) You dudes is lookin', broke fix your face This is merely food for thought, fix a plate I need order in the court and the case From the Verrazano to the Golden Gate Hot damn
[Blimes Brixton & Method Man] Hot damn, you got goals to Japan I wanna be part of the plan Nah, you should make your own moves And I'ma do what I do, alright, dude? Cool Hot damn, you got goals to Japan I wanna be part of the plan Nah, you should make your own moves And I'ma do what I do, alright, dude? Cool
[Gifted Gab] Can't leave rap alone, my gang needs me Bitches wanna take my throne, it ain't easy First, niggas slot me, then they wanna talk Hopin' that I flop, now they jock like Joanie did Chachi Highly respected like Selassie Don't act, my niggas stay strapped like huaraches No dap for these new cats 'cause they cop pleas We done seen dogs go from pits to a collie, on me I been on pen since about three So I take chances, but I know slander They want smoke, but got lung cancer You want beef, well anything less than "yes" is just a dumb answer Hella facts, I got stacks of these stats, ha Put it on wax, Mad Max on these tracks Got pull, your crew lookin' like fools 'cause they got no slack, ha We makin' rules like a diplomat, yeah
[Blimes Brixton, Gifted Gab & Method Man] Hot damn, you got goals to Japan I wanna be part of the plan Nah, you should make your own moves And I'ma do what I do, alright, dude? Cool Hot damn, you got goals to Japan I wanna be part of the plan Nah, you should make your own moves I'ma do what I do, alright, boo? Cool Hot damn, you got goals to Japan I wanna be part of the plan Nah, you should make your own moves And I'ma do what I do, alright, dude? Cool Hot damn, you got goals to Japan I wanna be part of the plan Nah, you should make your own moves I'ma do what I do, alright, boo? Cool
[Blimes Brixton & Method Man] Hot damn You should make your own moves, make your own moves Hot damn You should make your own moves And I'm do what I do, alright, dude? CoolTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.