Lyrics:
See now, I'm from Georgia she from Cali
Now my Cali girl wanna run the world
Got a good girl she from Philly
I think she got a man but she fucking
Uh huh
Frost! Uh huh Jedi Mind Tricks' Vinnie!
Solo shit, freak, yeah!
Yeah, the beard's in the buildin'
Philly in the buildin'
Frost man, got 'em
and got A.I., left Beans in rehab
Yeah, take Beans back to rehab
On Instagram lookin' like a mothafuckin' bean bag
Flyin' through Philly on them Wocky
down, the risin' flow, you hear me now
I'm always up to something, I got Goon in the house 'casue he my cousin
We got dollars by the dozens, but without
Trick or treat little bitch
You know that I'm that little witch
Got me cooking in the kitchen
Cauldron bubbling and hissing
Working on a potion
My
Trick by trick
strut like czar
I'm riding slow in my lambo car
Ah
Blinded Y'all blinded blinded
Blinded Y'all blinded blinded
Ah
Uh what's for
The dance floor silly, the ladies gon' feel me
The fellas in the back and they twistin' up a Philly
Get silly, (Hey) get silly, (Hey) get silly,
weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya
One twos we oughta cruise right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin' Cristal, start thinkin' 'bout Al
Adding the extra addicts for your
Partner sitting next to you
Was hard for a nigga out here like me
Hit the country
In the car pack three by three
Plus I'm
a Philly
The dance floor silly
The ladies gon' feel me
The fellas in' the back
And they twistin' up a Philly
My shades too silly 'cause they made by
Triple-six, come in my mix, flood it with tricks
I'm sharper than rough spoons for icepicks
Niggas price bricks till dawn, if the money is long
Cats who play
bottles take shotties
Light blunts get sloppy
We lit get naughty
I'm a Norf Philly realist
Style coming off like illest
Call the judge, call phillis
I'm
foot by the foot in my fruit roll up
No cuts no stems no seeds straight THC indeed
I'm tryna get stoned like I'm staring into Medusa eyes
You ain't got
to East Greenwich through
Every state with a sentence
Frozen weight in the cooter
Ten plates to soup ya
1 2's we oughta cruise right
By the state troopers
done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Gets the fuck on after
done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
Bitches ain't shit but hoes and tricks
Lick on these nuts and suck the dick
Gets the fuck on after
your iPod player
Running in circles on these tracks
Only to roll in a cage and
You crashed like a NASCAR racer
I'm a gargantuan Hall Of Famer
On stage
knowing I'm falling for her tricks
(Huh)
I'm getting played, got my name all up in the mix
(In that)
Fake love letters she's been sending through the text
but don't push me, yo
I had 'em killers in yo' bushes, yo
Them trick niggas splurge on the pussy, yo
You give me one day, I'll Purge on that pussy,
pray for your homies, I'm gon' give hell
Real top shottas in jail so I got no choice but to slime by myself
Ready to drop shells
And we stickin'
and I don't fuck with you
You must be huffin glue if you think I'm number two
I'm not judging you, I'm just judging me
I'm a boss not employed in
small
We use to live in the same buildin' on the same floor
And never met before
Until I'm overseas on tour
And peep this Ethiopian queen from Philly
no pop
Yeah I'm white as hell but I ain't fucking with no damn cops
Poured a four of this wocky got me feeling silly
Popping wheelies while in Philly
voyage cruise
And get on down to I-76
Because in 1996 there ain't no tricks in the mix
Back in 1982, man it was real cool
And in school if we got
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