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Lisa Leslie Video (MV)




Performed By: Mac9Nine
Language: English
Length: 3:10
Written by: Shaun Kauffman




Mac9Nine - Lisa Leslie Lyrics




I get the racks, they comin' in (They comin' in)
Only blue faces up in my Religions
I'll empty my pockets if you think I'm kiddin'
I jump off a jet, I hop in a Benz (I hop in a Benz)
I skirt off so fast, now the feds tryna catch me
But I do the dash and I'm gone in a second
These haters all laugh, but I'm still gon win (Who laughin' now)
Don't care what you say dawg, I'm still gon be flexin'
Ya pockets is hungry, they look anorexic
And my bitch is bad, and if you missed the message (If you missed the message)
You betta think twice before you try to press me
Cuz she wit the shits, got the strap, Lisa Leslie (POW)

Run up the digits, been doin' this shit for a minute
The labels all want me cuz they know I'm gettin' it
But i need a milli if you want me wit it
Ya bitch break her neck, she see how I'm livin' (She know what im 'bout)
Only hit once that's enough for the kid, then I'm kickin' her out like her ass got evicted, dawg

You cannot fool me, I see all the snake shit you doin, dawg
I ball like I'm Rudy, spent 500 Franklins on jewelry, dawg
Some people act goofy, but they won't get me cuz im movin' smart
And my drip go crazy, my shoes match the shirt, match the Audemar

I told my ma one day I'll be on T.V.
The hottest new artist and no one can reach me
Tints on the windows so opps cannot see me
Movin' real sneaky
Cameras don't make trappin' easy
Water on me like it's Fiji
My wrist is a snowman, I call that thang Jeezy
Pull up in ghosts, speak to me you need Ouiji
Come to my green I get greedy

I get the racks, they comin' in (They comin' in)
Only blue faces up in my Religions
I'll empty my pockets if you think I'm kiddin'
I jump off a jet, I hop in a Benz (I hop in a Benz)
I skirt off so fast, now the feds tryna catch me
But I do the dash and I'm gone in a second
These haters all laugh, but I'm still gon win (Who laughin' now)
Don't care what you say dawg, I'm still gon be flexin'
Ya pockets is hungry, they look anorexic
And my bitch is bad, and if you missed the message (If you missed the message)
You betta think twice before you try to press me
Cuz she wit the shits, got the strap, Lisa Leslie (POW)

I hit the mall if I want it I buy it I don't check the price
These haters been watchin' my pockets get swoll, it's makin' em tight
50k for a show, spend it all in one night
Got ya bitch on my dick and she suckin it right
But that bitch is a bird, so she can't spend the night
Cuz I gotta get up and go catch me a flight

Tryna be rich like Roddy, all of you lame haters sorry
100k up on the Rari, Imma race it Ricky Bobby
They waitin' on me at the party, drippin' Roberto Cavalli
I f*ck her, don't take off my jewelry, she like when my chains touch her body

I get the racks, they comin' in (They comin' in)
Only blue faces up in my Religions
I'll empty my pockets if you think I'm kiddin'
And my bitch is bad, and if you missed the message
You betta think twice before you try to press me
Cuz she wit the shits, got the strap, Lisa Leslie dawg
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I get the racks, they comin' in (They comin' in)
Only blue faces up in my Religions
I'll empty my pockets if you think I'm kiddin'
I jump off a jet, I hop in a Benz (I hop in a Benz)
I skirt off so fast, now the feds tryna catch me
But I do the dash and I'm gone in a second
These haters all laugh, but I'm still gon win (Who laughin' now)
Don't care what you say dawg, I'm still gon be flexin'
Ya pockets is hungry, they look anorexic
And my bitch is bad, and if you missed the message (If you missed the message)
You betta think twice before you try to press me
Cuz she wit the shits, got the strap, Lisa Leslie (POW)

Run up the digits, been doin' this shit for a minute
The labels all want me cuz they know I'm gettin' it
But i need a milli if you want me wit it
Ya bitch break her neck, she see how I'm livin' (She know what im 'bout)
Only hit once that's enough for the kid, then I'm kickin' her out like her ass got evicted, dawg

You cannot fool me, I see all the snake shit you doin, dawg
I ball like I'm Rudy, spent 500 Franklins on jewelry, dawg
Some people act goofy, but they won't get me cuz im movin' smart
And my drip go crazy, my shoes match the shirt, match the Audemar

I told my ma one day I'll be on T.V.
The hottest new artist and no one can reach me
Tints on the windows so opps cannot see me
Movin' real sneaky
Cameras don't make trappin' easy
Water on me like it's Fiji
My wrist is a snowman, I call that thang Jeezy
Pull up in ghosts, speak to me you need Ouiji
Come to my green I get greedy

I get the racks, they comin' in (They comin' in)
Only blue faces up in my Religions
I'll empty my pockets if you think I'm kiddin'
I jump off a jet, I hop in a Benz (I hop in a Benz)
I skirt off so fast, now the feds tryna catch me
But I do the dash and I'm gone in a second
These haters all laugh, but I'm still gon win (Who laughin' now)
Don't care what you say dawg, I'm still gon be flexin'
Ya pockets is hungry, they look anorexic
And my bitch is bad, and if you missed the message (If you missed the message)
You betta think twice before you try to press me
Cuz she wit the shits, got the strap, Lisa Leslie (POW)

I hit the mall if I want it I buy it I don't check the price
These haters been watchin' my pockets get swoll, it's makin' em tight
50k for a show, spend it all in one night
Got ya bitch on my dick and she suckin it right
But that bitch is a bird, so she can't spend the night
Cuz I gotta get up and go catch me a flight

Tryna be rich like Roddy, all of you lame haters sorry
100k up on the Rari, Imma race it Ricky Bobby
They waitin' on me at the party, drippin' Roberto Cavalli
I f*ck her, don't take off my jewelry, she like when my chains touch her body

I get the racks, they comin' in (They comin' in)
Only blue faces up in my Religions
I'll empty my pockets if you think I'm kiddin'
And my bitch is bad, and if you missed the message
You betta think twice before you try to press me
Cuz she wit the shits, got the strap, Lisa Leslie dawg
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Writer: Shaun Kauffman
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