Lyrics:
Folk Legacy 65 in the key of C.
Also by Frankie Armstrong on Bird in the Bush and by Carthy
Child #44
Filename[ MAGICN2
DC
===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===
His fakin' drunkin' mastеr bluff
Little Jimmy out of his league again
He felt like a spit bucket
With 1000 spit's in it
The green-eyed monster reared
them ( Ah , Ah )
Frankie V:
Tripping in the ocean , damn , I might have to hit that hoe again
Fuck that , I never hold back , pussy boy , you don’t
tossed in the river?
Nigga, put 'em in the mud see them pump blood, nigga no love
Get shown by the bone when I grab that chrome
Then I honk your dome
tossed in the river?
Nigga, put 'em in the mud see them pump blood, nigga no love
Get shown by the bone when I grab that chrome
Then I honk your dome
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
Folk Legacy 65 in the key of C.
Also by Frankie Armstrong on Bird in the Bush and by Carthy
Child #44
Filename[ MAGICN2
DC
===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===
Hoes smilin' in my face, nigga
Your hoe smilin' in my face, nigga
She out of line, she out of place, nigga
Everybody know my face, nigga
All eyes
by his self or with a group too
Who? Fight back oh it like that [?]
Where my knife at, shawty I be right back.
[Hook:]
Fresh out the box I'm a mash
Folk Legacy 65 in the key of C.
Also by Frankie Armstrong on Bird in the Bush and by Carthy
Child #44
Filename[ MAGICN2
DC
===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===
Or bring your Baby by your Mama and then we gone shoppin',
I got'cha rockin' knickerbockers in the summertime,
I'm lovin' how you smell in Chanel number
Throwing Frankie's in the safe
Tired to knock me off my pivot but made sure my strafe is straight
It's okay you can look I know I look good (Look guud)
But
play
Okay, okay
Wake up again and I make a new play
Wake up again and I what, what
Huh, ok
Ball in this bitch like I'm Kobe
Frankie you know me
Pour up
money make a motherfucker bend
If you'd rather me than you die in the end again and again
I made it over to dry land but still wound up sinkin' in
Ohhh u wanna go to wonderland Come wit me baby
I'll get you the blow
I got shit for your nose
You sippin the lean
I can knock out your cold
Smokin
Yea Abom on that beat
They coming in shootin shi
Had to load my hollow tips
Pull out my mac and start spraying
Leave the bodies to the floor start
help you out (woah)
Smiling in your face, you turn your back they talk about you
I've been abused by this cold, cold world
Lord I'm going out I'm
again
I'm ignorant
Cold I been in switzerland
Switching up the flow, Frankie's at it again
Uh, David beat Goliath
We been slaying tyrants and standing
out
Trigger practice on my head
Frankie stop Frankie stop
Get off that wall
The people down below
Won’t break your fall
Is this it? You
Frankie's mother said he can't come out to play
I guess he got caught again trying to throw his peas away
It's too bad cuz there's plenty of time
farm, you know
Don't be alarmed if it's about the animal farm
The place where you're hanging out
Take me by the arm
Let me straighten you out
Everybody,
And her words are really just lines
In a windstorm from a past life
In the TV show you don't watch now
Marks you'd rather have washed out
'Cause you fill it
you need more people
You need to feel it in tha air n break tha fuck out like measles my rhymes beautiful like ceilings in cathedrals same time ugly
bold, your vibes is real cold
You better smarten up, slide on in the rolls
I'm not the next chick, you can hit the exit
Everything you sayin' is just
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