(Chris Crack)
Yeeeah bitch
Westsider,
Jeans is knotted,
Man them niggas don't want it like the HIV virus,
Gunmen get hired,
Brand Cru is my desire,
Or Mya,
I'm still set to retire,
Flyer than frequent mileage,
(Bitch)
I'm all crack without the pyrex,
She speak Portuguese, man I know a lil dialect,
Tilex, how I lay it down,
Spray rounds for the non compliant,
Don't try it,
Like dragonfly jones its silence
(Silence punk)
When you leave let the door lock,
Lo socks,
Jil Sander was a crop top,
Always keep the dope in the spot,
Sold heron, wasn't into rocks,
I need the whole cinderblock,
It ain't no ten-a-pops
(Hell nah)
(U.G.L.Y. Boy Modeling)
(Ugh)
Don't blow my spot with ya negative company,
I'm Langston Hughes with a bitch, my nigga ya can't f*ck with me,
Herpes of this rap shit ya stuck with me,
She talking bare naked, Teddy Ruxpin me,
Ok now, back to the real shit,
Only mad hand hoes saying you can't feel this,
High score for the most kills, bitch
Sideline commentators: he got skills, shit
(Ugh)
15. Gut Feelings Just Guardian Angels ft. Lil Keisha (Joy):
Written: Chris Crack (Christopher Harris799618464 ASCAP), Lil Keisha (Keisha Coleman853586010 ASCAP)
Publisher: New Deal Collectives (829414230 ASCAP)
Producer: Cutta (Paul Gulyas586406620 ASCAP), Jimi Wingate (Christopher Harris799618464 ASCAP) J.O.Y. (GEMA, IPI#: 38373134)
Explicit: Y
Lyrics:
(Chris Crack)
Feeling me
Let me know if you feeling me
(Just let me know)
Let me know if you feeling me
(Just let me know)
Let me know if you feeling me
(Just let me know)
Let me know if you feeling me
(Just let me know)
Let me know if you feeling me
(Just let me know)
Let me know if you feeling me
(Just let know)
Let me know if you feeling me
(Just let me know)
2x
(Lil Keisha)
We gone turn these phones off,
We gone take our clothes off,
I'm gone give you all of me,
I'm feeling you, you feeling me,
Nobody has to know, but I wanna tell the world about ya,
Its something about ya,
I can't you go,
F*ck yo x's and o's,
I'm better than those,
I'm highly favored,
You wanted my time, don't waste it,
I'm drinking on Remy, no chaser,
Got me wasted,
I wanna tell the world about ya,
Its something about ya,
I can't you go,
(F*ck yo x's and o's)
(Chris Crack)
Uhn
Got the top so far back,
X wanna argue don't start that,
I don't even know where my heart went,
Just know this bitch got me far bent
Got the top so far back,
X wanna argue don't start that,
I don't even know where my heart went,
Just know this bitch got me far bent
(verse)
Drop off the top with it
This shit is gon knock in it,
She just wanna knock meeee,
Yea right, I'm pac with it,
Now she gettin on top with it
They gon know about me thoooo,
This ain't no internet,
We was shooting them free throws,
Still flexin my cheat code,
All I want is that deep throat,
I was f*ckin with nico
Still don't care about these hoes,
Ate the pussy cause it hit spots,
We slide they just hit blocks,
She a bird like, Hitchcock
Keep a band like a wrist watch,
Ain't nobody finna tell me nothing
Ain't nobody finna tell me nothing
Ain't nobody finna tell me nothing
Ain't nobody finna tell me nothing