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Sly Barkley - Tekken Lyrics



Sly Barkley - Tekken Lyrics




Woke up in the morning to the speakers playin carter 5
Sippin like I'm weezy but I'm nothin like them other guys
Savvy wit the lines, on that Travy pshh we let it fly
Club Opera in this bitch you listenin to kill the lights
Get in tune with what we go through
Litty in the city with my whole crew
Tanqueray and coke and it should hold you
She took a shot and started coughing girl I told you
This ain't no maf*ckin game
Me and him are not the same
I know you goin through some thangs
You was f*ckin wit a lame
Take yo energy and put it in some lemonade
Put some gin up in it burn the kush and levitate
My flow colder then whatever weather ever made
And I ain't broke but no I can't afford to ever hate

I told her baby I ain't sleepin on you unless I'm really sleepin on you
Baby you the shit and you can get it any way you want too
Do you want it over here
Do you want it over there
Do you want it in the shower
Do you want it on the chair
Hit it from the back, while I'm pullin on your hair
I can give you anything you can handle
Baby grab the camera we can shoot shoot shoot shoot
Hit chu wit the hammer then I shoot shoot shoot shoot
Haters gettin mad I'm makin moves moves moves moves
Doin shit that they could never do do do do
They gon make me turn into a killa
Couple billas for a hitta like Billups
She told me baby they just trippin you the realest
Don't chu worry cum inside I wanna feel all ya

Tryna put my feelings into words
All this other shit is for the birds my nigga
All these people thinkin they more then they worth
If they trippin I just kick'm to the curb my nigga
Skirt skirt
To the telly where my lady feel my belly
Then I'm turnin on that twelve play and give her Robert Kelly
Kitchen bump and grindin spillin spillin all the liquor
She be screamin Bloody Mary I admit it I'm the killer
Now I'm whippin in the getaway to get away
Contemplating several ways to make them better days
My nigga Wan told me if they hate then let'm hate
And they just mad that they ain't eatin off ya dinner
But I got alot on mine and I got alot on my mind
It's like the clock is always winnin and I'm runnin from time
But when I pull up to the club erbody show me love
If it ain't about the party really I don't give a f*ck, right now

I told her baby I ain't sleepin on you unless I'm really sleepin on you
Baby you the shit and you can get it any way you want too
Do you want it over here
Do you want it over there
Do you want it in the shower
Do you want it on the chair
Hit it from the back, while I'm pullin on your hair
I can give you anything you can handle
Baby grab the camera we can shoot shoot shoot shoot
Hit chu wit the hammer then I shoot shoot shoot shoot
Haters gettin mad I'm makin moves moves moves moves
Doin shit that they could never do do do do
They gon make me turn into a killa
Couple billas for a hitta like Billups
She told me baby they just trippin you the realest
Don't chu worry cum inside I wanna feel all ya
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Woke up in the morning to the speakers playin carter 5
Sippin like I'm weezy but I'm nothin like them other guys
Savvy wit the lines, on that Travy pshh we let it fly
Club Opera in this bitch you listenin to kill the lights
Get in tune with what we go through
Litty in the city with my whole crew
Tanqueray and coke and it should hold you
She took a shot and started coughing girl I told you
This ain't no maf*ckin game
Me and him are not the same
I know you goin through some thangs
You was f*ckin wit a lame
Take yo energy and put it in some lemonade
Put some gin up in it burn the kush and levitate
My flow colder then whatever weather ever made
And I ain't broke but no I can't afford to ever hate

I told her baby I ain't sleepin on you unless I'm really sleepin on you
Baby you the shit and you can get it any way you want too
Do you want it over here
Do you want it over there
Do you want it in the shower
Do you want it on the chair
Hit it from the back, while I'm pullin on your hair
I can give you anything you can handle
Baby grab the camera we can shoot shoot shoot shoot
Hit chu wit the hammer then I shoot shoot shoot shoot
Haters gettin mad I'm makin moves moves moves moves
Doin shit that they could never do do do do
They gon make me turn into a killa
Couple billas for a hitta like Billups
She told me baby they just trippin you the realest
Don't chu worry cum inside I wanna feel all ya

Tryna put my feelings into words
All this other shit is for the birds my nigga
All these people thinkin they more then they worth
If they trippin I just kick'm to the curb my nigga
Skirt skirt
To the telly where my lady feel my belly
Then I'm turnin on that twelve play and give her Robert Kelly
Kitchen bump and grindin spillin spillin all the liquor
She be screamin Bloody Mary I admit it I'm the killer
Now I'm whippin in the getaway to get away
Contemplating several ways to make them better days
My nigga Wan told me if they hate then let'm hate
And they just mad that they ain't eatin off ya dinner
But I got alot on mine and I got alot on my mind
It's like the clock is always winnin and I'm runnin from time
But when I pull up to the club erbody show me love
If it ain't about the party really I don't give a f*ck, right now

I told her baby I ain't sleepin on you unless I'm really sleepin on you
Baby you the shit and you can get it any way you want too
Do you want it over here
Do you want it over there
Do you want it in the shower
Do you want it on the chair
Hit it from the back, while I'm pullin on your hair
I can give you anything you can handle
Baby grab the camera we can shoot shoot shoot shoot
Hit chu wit the hammer then I shoot shoot shoot shoot
Haters gettin mad I'm makin moves moves moves moves
Doin shit that they could never do do do do
They gon make me turn into a killa
Couple billas for a hitta like Billups
She told me baby they just trippin you the realest
Don't chu worry cum inside I wanna feel all ya
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Writer: SeDale Barkley
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Written by: SeDale Barkley

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