Lyrics:
straight up, like Simon Says
Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head
Cop me Air Ones, hon, lime and red
You got pets? Me too: mine are dead
Fox, minks,
a fox
I got some homies they solid like rocks
Work every day and we growin' like crops
I'm the connect boy just call me the aux
Keepin' it g, ain't fuckin
I’m so vicious
chasing riches with these dope ryhmes
Analytics move like a rocket that’s a straight line
Did it by myself
Don’t care if I get signed
so we equally appointed
First four hundred years, see we actually enjoyed it
Constitution written by the W.E.B. Du Bois
Were no reconstructions,
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing
[PMD]
I
loose on humanity
Lets play hide n seek
Wit our sanity
Went campin
Check my pant canopy
Heidi klum divorced
Seal no a manatee
Like Fox news and sean
he asks politely as once a year we do explore
with my head resting on the pillow
gateways towards
Plutonian shores
Some are caused by downward
asking where I'm at
Hit the volume when we did the dash
Bitch had me on fox 5
Relatives was in a drive by
They said niggas ain't related to em
Made it safe
Saw Mr Fox by the side of the road
Body all twisted and decomposed
It was a shock to see the sly one beat
How distant now those sprightly days
straight)
Now I'm seeing new money every day
Now I'm on a beat by Zay, (By Zay)
I guess I'm Santa Claus because I keep the bag
And I'm fly as fuck like
rock
It's a foreign bih', taking off her top
And when I fuck your bitch
I don't take off my socks
I put on that sendin' SWAT
He was up on Fox 5 by
Thin hung the web like a trap in a cage,
The fox lay asleep in his lair
Fang's frantic paws told the tale of his sin.
Far off the chase shrieked
hard to beat
As the stranger knew then the toughest two by far were where he sat
Was a pot belly fellow from south Alabama and a dude in a black felt
on they necks 'til they can't breathe
Claim they five stars but sell you dreams
They say death multiplies by threes
Line them all up and let's just see
Fuck
it's like a nine to five
I got my nina my fo'-heata beata by my side
I keep it tucked close when I'm on the West coast (West coast)
I keep it on post
real estate by The Fox, yeah, they constructin' it
Business flowin' like the symphony orchestra, I'm conductin' it
I crack my knuckles and neck, now
people really
Some people really are
She had several cars, she had credit cards, a castle
Large master bathroom, gettin' a pedicure
Belaney by
Sheep may safely graze, my boy
All the crocodiles have been hunted
From your dreams
Sheep may safely graze
While the lambs are gambolling
By
been tailing you
Like a fox that prays on a rabbit
Had to get you and so I knew
I had to learn your ways and habits
Oh, you were the catch that I was
of this intergalactic show, emperor of all known and unknown worlds, the no one knows more than I do about anything, mr grab em by the pussy, president,
Louis E Mowry the third
Who went by the nickname of Buddy
Would never refuse a request
To boil crawfish for his family and friends
Louis E Mowry
I’m bout to set it off
Vivica fox, bitch u know da plot
Get in get out breaking off da locks
Ima pop, get down, lay down coming in hot
Backlash get
Like it with ya gun gun
Stockholms syndrome
Like it with ya gun gun
Make U go numb numb
‘Notha
Boring night till U dropped by in ya hood
Pushed me
or not?
My bitch look like a young Vivica Fox
If it ain't Dior, it's Guwop (Guwop)
We keep tryna score on the opps, huh (score on the opps)
We go
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