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Endzone Video (MV)




Performed By: TeeRex Official
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: Thierry Elliott




TeeRex Official - Endzone Lyrics




Said I hate you I love you a lot
Heart poundin' I need it to stop
Is it love or I'm loving your box
Don't know cuz bitches be thots
On the phone but you got me on hots
No love only taught me send shots
Smoke good cuz I'm playing the block
Understood what I am and they not

Understood why they soft with no chop
Cuz these niggas just play what they not
Cuz these niggas just act like they crazy
But shit could get scary when I'm making shit drop
I got feelings I'm pushing it down
Wear a smile but my heart got a frown
Wanna cry but u can't make a sound
Fighting cases still doing one now
So I'm sorry can't stop for that light
If I do get low take flight
No tan but I walk with a knife
Cuz the reaper ain't taking my life
I'm a thug I was born on an island
I got scars on my hand still fighting
It's a opp in my spliff still lighting
See that ghost that his demon still fighting

Leave a hole in the top of his head like a dolphin
Now his moms gotta buy him a coffin
DV in the cut just off him
Those my villains start moving with caution
How you lack and you doing it often
Can't lack still out here tossing
No chop still yelling we on emmmmm

Bro gone still seeing his face
Pray god start closing them gates
Don't know how much more I could take
Can't talk so just gimme some space
Back up I might back out and spray
TeeRex now I'm hunting my prey
Red dot made it easy to aim
Metal coffin it's easy to lay
Perfect push up I carry my pain
Oh he flashy I'm snatching that chain
Like a monster not easy to tame
Like a narcist I'm sparking my flame
With the bitches I'm spitting my game
Windows tinted I stay in my lane
Bitches grow up but none of them change
Where my doctor I'm going insane

Like I'm going retarded I can't even vent
So I'm sipping that wock just to make sure I'm bent
If the shots hit his face then it's messenger sent
Leave a hole in his chest and just call it a dent
Oh I stomped on your head just to make sure you felt
Time to switch on the lane boutta hop on the belt
Now I'm playing my cards this the hand I was dealt
But I'm taking that risk there's a turtle no shell

Said I hate you I love you a lot
Heart poundin' I need it to stop
Is it love or I'm loving your box
Don't know cuz bitches be thots
On the phone but you got me on hots
No love only taught me send shots
Smoke good cuz I'm playing the block
Understood what I am and they not

And the trenches gone know that I'm talking my shit
Cuz the trenches done been everywhere that I been
Cuz the trenches done did everything that I did
Do the trenches gon hear everything that I say
Down on my ass when I ain't have money
Still looked good cuz your bitch wanna f*ck me
Kept on a smile cuz I can't look bummy
Heart turned cold momma made me a mummy

She start shaking her hips

Bed is the ring but this bitch is Matombo
Beat up the pussy I bet she gon crumble
OPP in my sight yea he gon fumble
Bitch on her knee yea she gon tumble
Like Wocky on Wocky I'm T'd damn
OPP in the front make him bleed damn
Bitch on her back make her cream damn
Pussy was flock so I breed damn

Said I hate you I love you a lot
Heart poundin' I need it to stop
Is it love or I'm loving your box
Don't know cuz bitches be thots
On the phone but you got me on hots
No love only taught me send shots
Smoke good cuz I'm playing the block
Understood what I am and they not
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English

Said I hate you I love you a lot
Heart poundin' I need it to stop
Is it love or I'm loving your box
Don't know cuz bitches be thots
On the phone but you got me on hots
No love only taught me send shots
Smoke good cuz I'm playing the block
Understood what I am and they not

Understood why they soft with no chop
Cuz these niggas just play what they not
Cuz these niggas just act like they crazy
But shit could get scary when I'm making shit drop
I got feelings I'm pushing it down
Wear a smile but my heart got a frown
Wanna cry but u can't make a sound
Fighting cases still doing one now
So I'm sorry can't stop for that light
If I do get low take flight
No tan but I walk with a knife
Cuz the reaper ain't taking my life
I'm a thug I was born on an island
I got scars on my hand still fighting
It's a opp in my spliff still lighting
See that ghost that his demon still fighting

Leave a hole in the top of his head like a dolphin
Now his moms gotta buy him a coffin
DV in the cut just off him
Those my villains start moving with caution
How you lack and you doing it often
Can't lack still out here tossing
No chop still yelling we on emmmmm

Bro gone still seeing his face
Pray god start closing them gates
Don't know how much more I could take
Can't talk so just gimme some space
Back up I might back out and spray
TeeRex now I'm hunting my prey
Red dot made it easy to aim
Metal coffin it's easy to lay
Perfect push up I carry my pain
Oh he flashy I'm snatching that chain
Like a monster not easy to tame
Like a narcist I'm sparking my flame
With the bitches I'm spitting my game
Windows tinted I stay in my lane
Bitches grow up but none of them change
Where my doctor I'm going insane

Like I'm going retarded I can't even vent
So I'm sipping that wock just to make sure I'm bent
If the shots hit his face then it's messenger sent
Leave a hole in his chest and just call it a dent
Oh I stomped on your head just to make sure you felt
Time to switch on the lane boutta hop on the belt
Now I'm playing my cards this the hand I was dealt
But I'm taking that risk there's a turtle no shell

Said I hate you I love you a lot
Heart poundin' I need it to stop
Is it love or I'm loving your box
Don't know cuz bitches be thots
On the phone but you got me on hots
No love only taught me send shots
Smoke good cuz I'm playing the block
Understood what I am and they not

And the trenches gone know that I'm talking my shit
Cuz the trenches done been everywhere that I been
Cuz the trenches done did everything that I did
Do the trenches gon hear everything that I say
Down on my ass when I ain't have money
Still looked good cuz your bitch wanna f*ck me
Kept on a smile cuz I can't look bummy
Heart turned cold momma made me a mummy

She start shaking her hips

Bed is the ring but this bitch is Matombo
Beat up the pussy I bet she gon crumble
OPP in my sight yea he gon fumble
Bitch on her knee yea she gon tumble
Like Wocky on Wocky I'm T'd damn
OPP in the front make him bleed damn
Bitch on her back make her cream damn
Pussy was flock so I breed damn

Said I hate you I love you a lot
Heart poundin' I need it to stop
Is it love or I'm loving your box
Don't know cuz bitches be thots
On the phone but you got me on hots
No love only taught me send shots
Smoke good cuz I'm playing the block
Understood what I am and they not
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Writer: Thierry Elliott
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