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$oJo Da Poet - Ed, Edd n Eddy Lyrics



$oJo Da Poet - Ed, Edd n Eddy Lyrics




Ed, Edd, n Eddy

Well First Off Shoulda Known That It Was Me For Starters

Rather Die Before I Be Dishonored

My Big Bro Taught Me To Keep it On Me

Beef Over Cheese Lotta Mastacholli

Stayed On My Feet You Dont Gotta Hold Me

Link Where You At Heard You Hiding Homie

Ducked Inna Field Should Be Sliding On Me

You've Talked Too Much Gotta Prove It

Get Knotted Up If I Think You A Loose End

Tryna Put Hands On Me Boy Is Stupid

You Love Her I F*cked Her Yo Real Beef With Cupid

Boy Love Is Illusion Dont Bring No Gat To The Cul De Sac

Err Goon Im With Gon Be Holding That

Funds We WithHolding That Wait Cause Its More To That

Thankful Donation No Problem With More Of That

Think Ima Hoe When You Try Me Be Sure Of That

She Love My Swag This Is Facts No Ignoring That

Shorty Classy Add A Dash Of Some Hoe To That

Keep It On Me Make Em Move Out His Home With That

Mastacholli On Me My Niggas Known For That

Couple Dollars Gone Have Thots In Here Throwin That

Niggas F*cking Round With 12, He Too Grown For That

Brand New Drip Might Have My Grill And The Rollie Match


Boy We Plot Like Edd N Eddy

Why Wen I Slide On Niggas They Aint Ready

My Mama Working I Cant Throw Confetti

You Mad Cause I F*cked Her Like She Didnt Let Me

She Got Feelings Heavy


Boy I Go Dumb Ed N Eddy

Cap Ona Net When You Slide Just Be Ready

Took Lil Cuz Now Ain't Shid You Can Tell Me

Lit Up The Dope This Yo Blood Im Inhaling

Pasto U Be Smelling


Cant Trust A Snitch Thats On Nipsey

My Goons Out Acting A Fool Just Off Instinct

Give Em That Time He'll Be Singing Like N Sync

All My Dogs Innis Bitch Jumpin Like Flipsey

Dice Rolling Sevens Get Tossed Like A Frisbee

Known Ona Block Talk To OGs With In Me

Carve Out My Heart Still Wont Be No Bitch in Me

Look In My Room Might Just See Yo Bitch In There

When i Tote Glocs Might As Well Wear Yo Swimwear

Gave Up It Easy Its Sad Thats He Been Here Before

Since A Youngin I Sat In The Big Chair

Try Me Forever But Mad Once I Went There

Jump Me I Bet I Come Strapped Just Like Rambo

Shots Ina Summer Im Too Hot To Handle

Must Be Off Wax She Too Lit Like A Candle

Just Cant Relax Niggas Fold In The Bando

Speak Disrespect Then Your Life Gettin Gambled

Best U Sit Down If Have Nun To Stand For

Foldable Stock Gut Shot Makin His Man Fold

808 Bongos Drums On My Drako

Pussy Cant Move On My Strip Less I Say So

Body El Fuego, His Funeral Case Closed

Might Add Yo Main To The Main Role

Scratch That Might Add Yo Thot To My Payroll

Gloc On Preheat Turn My Pockets To Queso

Did It Myself Ain Nobody Have Say So

Run Up A Check Niggas Sneak Diss And Lay Low

They Got His Body But Ill Take The Name Tho

Ill Take His Pockets His Squad Get The Fame Tho

Its All Arranged So Proceed How The Game Go

Niggas Be Lion That Time Have Them Tamed So

I Keep It On Track With The Pace That A Train Goes

Ay

Boy We Plot Like Edd N Eddy

Why Wen I Slide On Niggas They Aint Ready

My Mama Working I Cant Throw Confetti

You Mad Cause I F*cked Her Like She Didnt Let Me

She Got Feelings Heavy


Boy I Go Dumb Ed N Eddy

Cap Ona Net When You Slide Just Be Ready

Took Lil Cuz Now Ain't Shid You Can Tell Me

Lit Up The Dope This Yo Blood Im Inhaling

Pasto U Be Smelling
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English

Ed, Edd, n Eddy

Well First Off Shoulda Known That It Was Me For Starters

Rather Die Before I Be Dishonored

My Big Bro Taught Me To Keep it On Me

Beef Over Cheese Lotta Mastacholli

Stayed On My Feet You Dont Gotta Hold Me

Link Where You At Heard You Hiding Homie

Ducked Inna Field Should Be Sliding On Me

You've Talked Too Much Gotta Prove It

Get Knotted Up If I Think You A Loose End

Tryna Put Hands On Me Boy Is Stupid

You Love Her I F*cked Her Yo Real Beef With Cupid

Boy Love Is Illusion Dont Bring No Gat To The Cul De Sac

Err Goon Im With Gon Be Holding That

Funds We WithHolding That Wait Cause Its More To That

Thankful Donation No Problem With More Of That

Think Ima Hoe When You Try Me Be Sure Of That

She Love My Swag This Is Facts No Ignoring That

Shorty Classy Add A Dash Of Some Hoe To That

Keep It On Me Make Em Move Out His Home With That

Mastacholli On Me My Niggas Known For That

Couple Dollars Gone Have Thots In Here Throwin That

Niggas F*cking Round With 12, He Too Grown For That

Brand New Drip Might Have My Grill And The Rollie Match


Boy We Plot Like Edd N Eddy

Why Wen I Slide On Niggas They Aint Ready

My Mama Working I Cant Throw Confetti

You Mad Cause I F*cked Her Like She Didnt Let Me

She Got Feelings Heavy


Boy I Go Dumb Ed N Eddy

Cap Ona Net When You Slide Just Be Ready

Took Lil Cuz Now Ain't Shid You Can Tell Me

Lit Up The Dope This Yo Blood Im Inhaling

Pasto U Be Smelling


Cant Trust A Snitch Thats On Nipsey

My Goons Out Acting A Fool Just Off Instinct

Give Em That Time He'll Be Singing Like N Sync

All My Dogs Innis Bitch Jumpin Like Flipsey

Dice Rolling Sevens Get Tossed Like A Frisbee

Known Ona Block Talk To OGs With In Me

Carve Out My Heart Still Wont Be No Bitch in Me

Look In My Room Might Just See Yo Bitch In There

When i Tote Glocs Might As Well Wear Yo Swimwear

Gave Up It Easy Its Sad Thats He Been Here Before

Since A Youngin I Sat In The Big Chair

Try Me Forever But Mad Once I Went There

Jump Me I Bet I Come Strapped Just Like Rambo

Shots Ina Summer Im Too Hot To Handle

Must Be Off Wax She Too Lit Like A Candle

Just Cant Relax Niggas Fold In The Bando

Speak Disrespect Then Your Life Gettin Gambled

Best U Sit Down If Have Nun To Stand For

Foldable Stock Gut Shot Makin His Man Fold

808 Bongos Drums On My Drako

Pussy Cant Move On My Strip Less I Say So

Body El Fuego, His Funeral Case Closed

Might Add Yo Main To The Main Role

Scratch That Might Add Yo Thot To My Payroll

Gloc On Preheat Turn My Pockets To Queso

Did It Myself Ain Nobody Have Say So

Run Up A Check Niggas Sneak Diss And Lay Low

They Got His Body But Ill Take The Name Tho

Ill Take His Pockets His Squad Get The Fame Tho

Its All Arranged So Proceed How The Game Go

Niggas Be Lion That Time Have Them Tamed So

I Keep It On Track With The Pace That A Train Goes

Ay

Boy We Plot Like Edd N Eddy

Why Wen I Slide On Niggas They Aint Ready

My Mama Working I Cant Throw Confetti

You Mad Cause I F*cked Her Like She Didnt Let Me

She Got Feelings Heavy


Boy I Go Dumb Ed N Eddy

Cap Ona Net When You Slide Just Be Ready

Took Lil Cuz Now Ain't Shid You Can Tell Me

Lit Up The Dope This Yo Blood Im Inhaling

Pasto U Be Smelling
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