Lyrics:
got that old cup
Hold up, these nigga's want no bucks
Straight shot sipper
I ain't mixing my liquor
Bitch I'm not kidding
Y'all some Fisher
like Limbaugh (hey)
I will detach your limbs, there ain't no wins if you test mine
You won't be coming back again like Sinbad's sitcom
I think they
caution or get scorched by this torch fool
I been so lost in the sauce with feelings all that poured out of my cup got me feeling awful
Still I got no
rare over by Cherson, Cherson,
we calcify fathers here below
a watery cross, with weeds
entwined
This grins restoredly,
low sleep
Wave
Oh, no,
shush
Remember they counted me out?
Swear to god that I got a vendetta
I wish Eddie was here by my side
Ten toes man he would not let up
I remember them times that
suit, no tie
Niggas ain't gonna be able to just get by no mo'
You leavin' the hotel 254
Today was good to me, I went to the Goodwill
With the ten
You know how I get down
Eddie F-R-A-N-C-O
Big heart, small frown
My heart it been played 'round with
I was fuckin' around
With nobody but you
Now you
And what if I told you to Fxxk Off?
If there were no butchers shops, what would people eat?
You'd have everybody starving if they didn't get their meat.
up n ready fi mi
Mi have di sex appeal
Sex apppeal
From yuh look ina mi eye
Boy mi know yuh feel it
Di one touch weh mi gi yuh heart mi steel it with
giving me no play, so hey I guess I gotta change
The range of my past is replaced by my acts
Pass that, I'm a lyrical acrobat
Somewhere in between, too
'm speaking life and law
While I'mma have to cut you off
If you ain't gon be thinking small
You gon' stack no bills at all
So 4-7, let us ball
I'mma use my
Ain't no need to run
Malcom X mind with Donnie Mazone's thoughts
Girlean Mazone's will
Eddie Mazone cool
I never mind the hate
I just ride down PCH doing
at the halftime
Like it's just an ankle sprain
Ain't no one could do it better
More hit's than Eddie Guerrerra
The flow like? at the competitors
It's mass hysteria
catch a fade
Nigga traffickin' Za, yeah the highest grade
Nigga pocket watchin' I ain't have an option
I was pound coppin', outta town shoppin'
my family need me
Rip grandpa eddie
Wish that you could see me
Only wanna stop the pain
And cure my heart from bleeding
Nightmares
I had them daily
you see her she gon’ have a new style on her head
Word to ray j
Pull up wit’ a cleopattra
Shoutout cleotrappa
I don't see no rappers ya’ll a zero factor
Fruit of the spirit I'm a fruit fly
I had to change I could not get by
Reppin' The King i'm no good guy
Its only one and he live up in the sky
He
a levy
I don't care 'bout people, ain't no reason to be petty
Me and Yummy Online got a sponsorship by Greddy
Y'all be full of shit, all y'all niggas need
the heart, they say, is a funny thing
Tempted by the slightest touch of mystery
Your head screams no but your body fills with yes
Your heart breaks with
and Eddie while I'm Feelin' just as dumb
It's fun, the room look like it's full of Zyklon B
And obviously I'm glued to my Motherfuckin' seat
My friends are
*Line not sung
Evan: *My name is Evan Goldman I live at 224 West Ninety 2nd
Street in the heart of Manhattan and my life just when to hell
everybody
And like, I don't know the internet at this point?
The internet is for everybody
Umm... but yeah like, no definitely not
Like what's works me is
Yo, you Eddie check this out here...)
Why is it everytime I see your face
It's only when I got gas in my Chevy?
There's something strange about
their beds all bunched in tight
No less than three or four, know how it go
Two by the foot, two by the headboard
Man, I'm getting scared for them (yeah
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