[Verse 1: Ubiquitous] Want to play the beat, I moved up the ladder and I lay the heat I do what I do every day of the week And even improve in the booth where I’m paid to speak Fuck you say to me, when you play in the bench you can take with ease But I’m thinking that they like me, J Dupri And I’m betting if I cut them they would bleed It’s just too plain to see these, motherfucker bout two flames a week They know nothing about this flame I speak They run around bitching cause they can’t compete So don’t ask me shit, he should know I'mma tell him everything he need to know You don’t need to know shit, you need to slow You motherfucker rolled up and read the code We the most slept on for tons of years I Ain’t talking about a couple of months you hear And you’re acting like Ces has just appeared Wanna run up and test my nuts in here Go ahead, spread your shit End in a place where the lead don’t fit Man, I don’t play I end your shit If the air don’t bake and the bread don’t sip And I read your script, fuck your lines Flesh don’t burn and sun don’t shine Ces don't ride if the Tech don’t earn Get up in the line, you can get your turn And X your eyes, sex your birth You never gonna ride you don't let go first Came by employed on your momma boy Little motherfucker lookin' like a mongoloid
[Hook: Ubiquitous & Godemis] If the head don’t fit, get off my dick Spread your shit, get off my dick Spread your legs, get off my dick Suck this dick, get off my dick Spread your legs, get off my dick If the head don’t fit, get off my dick Spread your shit, get off my dick Spread your legs, get off my dick
[Verse 2: Godemis] Party’s packed, party’s packed Let me get a part of that Black clover up in this bitch And no, he don’t know how to act If she fronting, hold me tell her blow me and don’t call her back Even if she’s on the floor having a fucking heart attack Gangs on 10 here up in the club We’re all in here up in the club Came in the club with the bud and a buzz Now want a shot and a little bit of what I don’t know, I don’t know, falling like a domino Budget ballin', parking lot pimpin' outside of the Conoco We’re mixing two for the alchemy, now I'mma tell what it’s about to be Like M-L-K I’m about to take one to the head on the balcony And I know some foes got it out for me, though I don’t wanna say I got them I'mma kill them all and let Christ sort ‘em, that’s God’s problem And I mean I'm out of orbit, they say that I’m so fly Get a gig as a Chippendale, all I need is a bow tie My Temper telling me to attack ‘em, but clearly that would be the day A clipse' em' we’re on our grind otherwise known as that T-M-J
[Hook: Ubiquitous & Godemis]
[Verse 3: Mac Lethal] Denied by the bank for a loan Denied by the bank for a loan Yup, so I got a shoe box for the cash And I pay for the whole damn house on my own Bitch, do you want a mouth full of stone? Then keep trying Mac Leth. ain't hard And I'mma shoot a little semen like I see a meteor Reach for back for the black pre-paid card And this and that Mega Mac pilfe bitch How you’re number two, but you still ain’t shit Better stall your cops, better call yours off If your head don’t fit I'mma saw yours off Now you can't hear your mix-tape getting killt Playground days back in 6th grade drinking milk To now where every single last one of You motherfuckers are still lookin' hella' bitch made like a quilt. There’s a five hundred and fifty million dollar power ball jackpot Going on literally as I record this and I would go and try And buy the winning lottery ticket but Ces Cru called And said we gotta revisit on the white Wu-Tang shit while they kick it And just because the music is strange don’t mean that it got to be wicked Wiki-wiki Wikipedia Mac bitch, stroking on a media fat bitch Smoking on pd with black lips, open all your media outlets Watch me read the whole encyclopedia backwards I’m the king, goddam-it, and I’m alpha mating If you see a little rapper in the crowd that’s hating Know that he rode on my dick so long that the GPS bitch said "recalculating"
[Hook: Ubiquitous & Godemis]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
