Binance

Flagrant (Choclair)

Everybody's got something to say Everybody's got something to do Something to talk about "Whenever I move, eyes glued" Everybody wants to try and draw cards They ain't got nothing to shuffle And if they got some cards they playing with nothing but jokers My attitude on the whole is, fuck dumb shit My niggas stay suave so fuck a dumb bitch And niggaz who be actin like they bitches And bitches who actin like they niggaz, but they still a bitch Don't make my long finger itch, Come bitch and complain Make my back strain No dough to contol you further Pirate niggaz, wild for the night Bre-X motherfuckers, whenever I move eyes glued And always got something to prove I could care less about your attitude And what you think about us I stay focus cause greedy cats always chase us We all tryin to bust, so stick and move, stick and move Nigga on our train just because of our grooves Other niggaz call names to bypass dues Nigga I see you I just choose not to address You, your wack crew, your whole flop set Imagine I was unsigned and had more respect I was gone for some time but still the first on your breath You haven't done shit I hate to see the next man rise Crack your oven but I'm done Surprise! (What you want, from me) (Nigga, Nigga) When ever I move eyes glued I drop shit whether it's smooth or hard dude Leave you all confused When ever I move eyes glued Now some cats tried to fuck with big dogs But forget a dog'll tear them with one slam in their jaw I got my own thing never rumage through yours Mine soars like an eagle, yours is floored as paws Unappealin' like a cold sore, a blemish On your whole track record, you apoligize Want me on your side, nah fuck it Take it back you got wack shit, don't associate Was a nice guy 'til niggaz tried to hit the gate You was all diet and now your hands reach for my plate But, you can't eat my food duke, too spicy Got a long belly on the industry Flip burgers to pasteries Look at me with your long teeth Bitin' on my word lookin for raw beats Bitches gettin mad when they call me 'YOU DIDN'T RETURN MY PAGE' Bitch I been on the road for 4 weeks, cool off When I get there, I'mma break you off Niggaz actin hard but they soft Cause they more space then lost And more race then cars Hatin me 'cause i do tours Long dick givin' y'all a long kiss goodbye This was meant for a few Some was individualized 'Cause niggas insist to chastized and chastize I still penetrate like I'm between two thighs My conglomorates takin' down your whole opera-tion Niggas who hate to make themselves sound great Stun cats 'cause my system draw cats like Bayton You hear me son, can't compete wit the suave dog Circle enterprise is the clique want to be me Mistique your hoe Your story's untold why me? 6 foot 1, a bill seventy I'm the logo when exposed I come heavily Is it me, (or is it my personality) Is it me, or is it my personality That make you all envious of us quick to bust Like a dick getting sucked by 2 dutch, with big tits and blonde heads You straight pussy nuff said What you want from me? (Nigga, nigga)