Lyrics:
I'm tired of muthafucking lawyer fees
I'm tired of these muthafucking court dates
I'm tired of seeing this judge
Why they want to pin a felly on me?
We more than rappers, we the masters
[SoulStice]
Even after.. World War 3, the war of intelligence
The court, self-defence is common sense
Third
was only Hawaiian Punch
I might head to courts though man
Some dudes out there be playin' ball so
I might head to the courts
Don't scuff up ya Chucks,
be bae, okay
Bad bitch, gotta say it, life's short
Turn it over, put the ball in my court
Squat down, shit, I'm creasin' my Forces
I get a nigga
C'est rien que de la poudre aux yeux
C'est rien que de la comédie
Que de la parodie
C'est pour tenter de couper court
À l'avance du temps qui court
of loathin'
I've been ghostin', I been posted, clock with the postin'
Man, I'm sick of posin', see what the court did
I been to hell and back, came back
I'm gettin' out (I'm out this bitch)
We finally get in court, the prosecutor talkin' foul (huh?)
She say the stripper bitch had cameras on her house
the ball in your court, we could do what you want
Girl, if you're ready
We ain't gotta waste no time, we could just go steady
We can do whatever you
Hit you with the gemstar if I ain't got the hawk
From the land of the lost, where we in and outta court
Shoot shit like it's a sport, niggas hustle
up off me
I got niggas who salty
Can't count what it cost me
Lawyers and court fees, you ain't support me
Why you tryna call me, ain't got time for
yard doing carpentry
All up in court tryna tarnish me
I hope my lawyer go hard for me
Real OT boy, why you think feds can't lock me in Isis? (Never)
bitch sitting court side
Fifty thousand to my lawyers the reason I'm sitting in court high
Karma
What goes around comes around, I hope you got some
thoughts
Nobody come to court, I just done couple months on tour
The judge, thought this was somethin' I ain't done before
Only if you knew that I got
this Haitian bitch just so my child be foreign
I'm paper chasin' in 'bout sixty ways, I gotta run up more
They was on the basketball court when I was
on the North
Fifty bands to my lawyer for court
My spot just got jammed on the North
Fifty bands to my lawyer for court
I see you with it, I'm with it, my
après quoi on court?
Est-ce que c'est ça? (Est-ce que c'est ça?)
Est-ce que c'est ça? (Est-ce que c'est ça?)
Est-ce que c'est ça?
Oh, dis, est-ce
empêcheurs d'enterrer en rond
Le mieux à faire et le plus court
Pour que l'enterrement suivît son cours
Fut de borner nos prétentions
À une bière
[Chorus: Baby]
I hear them people coming daddy (Heads up!)
You better get to running daddy (Heads up!)
They walking through the court man (Heads
crazy
'Cause I pistol whipped that nigga for forty minutes, straight
With my shit fuck up your face
Said I was in the court I beat my murder case
de mon âme,
Enlevez ce doigt qui me fait si mal,
Ayez pitié de mon âme émasculez-vous au nom de ces drames,
Pendu haut et court ou à genoux la tête
Niggas in they fake ways
Be the talk of the day (yeah)
I'm just coolin', lil bitch
I'm off for the day (yeah)
Court in the backyard
Bought a Spalding,
on them dirty drugs
I'm in my dirty ways
Y'all been flocking like a bird
Y'all act like thirty jays (Brr)
I crashed the whip, I was nodding off
Got court in
on they ass
So what? Walk in court smellin' like pack, I got them bands
Glo Boyz, that's what Almighty Sosa got them sayin'
I'm coolin' around Japan
Think I got court in the mornin' (damn)
COVID done canceled the court so they got me on Zoom
Let off a shot, bet they clear out the room
Niggas don't
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