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Akronym Music - Hot Potato Lyrics



Akronym Music - Hot Potato Lyrics
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Don't tie my hands
Then I can't brush my shoulders
Got more luck than clovers
Get more ass than sofas
Been lit like Acapulco
Please excuse my odor
Sponsored by soap and folgers
More dope than baking soda
Gotta couple beats in the stash
Coming from the seeds of the past
Never been appeased by the flash
I just need a reason to rap
I don't wanna seem like I'm all about the green
But I need me some cash
Something like a king when I pull up on the scene
And when you hit the scene they laugh
Wild like I'm nick and dontae
Loved and hated like I mock Kanye
Jus let me sip my Bombay
Or get turned to a zombie
So I suggest you fled
Boy you heard what I said
Lose it all above ya neck
I watch the walking dead
So tell me something, how come every time we hit the beat
Smoke and matches, satisfaction we come with the heat
Mix assassin wit some passion it's a different breed
And if I'm rappin, you gone have to get a different beat
T.I. said no designer
Until we treated finer
Had morals since minor
Stuck to them, eh, well kinda
My goals to be a rhymer,
That's like a mountain climber
I'm passing out these shiners
Exing these rappers like I'm black Chyna
China black, lighter flash, then it's time to rap
I'm fly and black like a bat with a flight to catch
I'm attached to the track when I write a smash
Cuz I be cooking up from scratch, like it's diner dash
It's like we Uber eats
When cook on beats
It's like Indian food
We jus deliver heat
This a new release
Shout out to newer speech
It's like we alter called
Cuz all we do is preach
We can preach
This a word
Where yo peeps
This is church
We at peace
Who disturbed
Come with me
Feel a surge
Like the drink
Get alert
Like the ping
From the work
Yo shit mean
You a nerd
I am G
This is worse
Ugh
Hold up hold up
Get big on'em all swole up swole up
Been on one since I woke up woke up
Ima flip like a Motorola
Possessing heat like a fire poker
Zoned out like a heavy toker
Spray it down like a heavy smoker
I'm so serious like I know the joker
Know the the joker, like it's poker
Walk up closer, I'll expose ya
If I told you bout my motor, you would try to ride the shoulder
So pull over
I am colder
My shit dope and I got folders
I could hold on to my quotes
But I don't want to grow an ulcer
Nigga
Would u mind
If I kissed, if I held, if I squez this mic
Would u follow me if u knew I had that light
Make all the wrongs that u had back right
Damn
I'm so fa real
Do dream of candy rain
And if u hear some knocking it ain't water on ya window pane
Nowadays I be staying in the house boy
Ducked off in my place on the couch boy
So if you thinking that a nigga in a drought boy
Think about it fore you let it out your mouth boy
Nigga I be having too much time
Plus a nigga got too much mind
Put together them two plus rhymes
And a nigga gone shine
Hot potato bet a nigga won't grab that
Wit a oven mitt, I can bet he ain't studdon it
Feelin glorious like I'm notorious
Sleeping on a nigga, u gone have to hear me snore again
Rip the beat, yea I guess it's gettin' tore again
Give it up to us, cuz we jus took the floor again
Wit skills, cuz it's more than a pen
See you back next time
See what we got in store again
This is the end
I guess this verse is the credits
Shout out to all of my niggaz who ever spit verses and didn't embellish
Get the f*ck out of our lane
And tell everybody who said it
Cuz all of yo niggaz is lame
And all of my niggaz is legends
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Don't tie my hands
Then I can't brush my shoulders
Got more luck than clovers
Get more ass than sofas
Been lit like Acapulco
Please excuse my odor
Sponsored by soap and folgers
More dope than baking soda
Gotta couple beats in the stash
Coming from the seeds of the past
Never been appeased by the flash
I just need a reason to rap
I don't wanna seem like I'm all about the green
But I need me some cash
Something like a king when I pull up on the scene
And when you hit the scene they laugh
Wild like I'm nick and dontae
Loved and hated like I mock Kanye
Jus let me sip my Bombay
Or get turned to a zombie
So I suggest you fled
Boy you heard what I said
Lose it all above ya neck
I watch the walking dead
So tell me something, how come every time we hit the beat
Smoke and matches, satisfaction we come with the heat
Mix assassin wit some passion it's a different breed
And if I'm rappin, you gone have to get a different beat
T.I. said no designer
Until we treated finer
Had morals since minor
Stuck to them, eh, well kinda
My goals to be a rhymer,
That's like a mountain climber
I'm passing out these shiners
Exing these rappers like I'm black Chyna
China black, lighter flash, then it's time to rap
I'm fly and black like a bat with a flight to catch
I'm attached to the track when I write a smash
Cuz I be cooking up from scratch, like it's diner dash
It's like we Uber eats
When cook on beats
It's like Indian food
We jus deliver heat
This a new release
Shout out to newer speech
It's like we alter called
Cuz all we do is preach
We can preach
This a word
Where yo peeps
This is church
We at peace
Who disturbed
Come with me
Feel a surge
Like the drink
Get alert
Like the ping
From the work
Yo shit mean
You a nerd
I am G
This is worse
Ugh
Hold up hold up
Get big on'em all swole up swole up
Been on one since I woke up woke up
Ima flip like a Motorola
Possessing heat like a fire poker
Zoned out like a heavy toker
Spray it down like a heavy smoker
I'm so serious like I know the joker
Know the the joker, like it's poker
Walk up closer, I'll expose ya
If I told you bout my motor, you would try to ride the shoulder
So pull over
I am colder
My shit dope and I got folders
I could hold on to my quotes
But I don't want to grow an ulcer
Nigga
Would u mind
If I kissed, if I held, if I squez this mic
Would u follow me if u knew I had that light
Make all the wrongs that u had back right
Damn
I'm so fa real
Do dream of candy rain
And if u hear some knocking it ain't water on ya window pane
Nowadays I be staying in the house boy
Ducked off in my place on the couch boy
So if you thinking that a nigga in a drought boy
Think about it fore you let it out your mouth boy
Nigga I be having too much time
Plus a nigga got too much mind
Put together them two plus rhymes
And a nigga gone shine
Hot potato bet a nigga won't grab that
Wit a oven mitt, I can bet he ain't studdon it
Feelin glorious like I'm notorious
Sleeping on a nigga, u gone have to hear me snore again
Rip the beat, yea I guess it's gettin' tore again
Give it up to us, cuz we jus took the floor again
Wit skills, cuz it's more than a pen
See you back next time
See what we got in store again
This is the end
I guess this verse is the credits
Shout out to all of my niggaz who ever spit verses and didn't embellish
Get the f*ck out of our lane
And tell everybody who said it
Cuz all of yo niggaz is lame
And all of my niggaz is legends
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Writer: Derek Smith, Gregory Woodberry
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Performed By: Akronym Music
Language: English
Length: 3:55
Written by: Derek Smith, Gregory Woodberry

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