Tan (feat. J. Moolah)

Let's do it J Moolah Beats Hit a move Ion dance Like how you be plotting on me you my mans? Understand Ima blam Got da blamma blowing like a fan 50 dem bullets burn em like a tan She gimme cat but I ain't talking Sam Call me flocka shoot wit double hands No I ain't rubber I been getting bands Was a goofy now you be the man I be hating when niggas switching you p the plan Serial killer call him Raisin Bran I go phantom on niggas call a nigga Dan Shoot at his hair Every lil strand They be bugging with me I swat em wit a hand Keep a knocka on me so ion wanna dance They be singing them niggas send you to the can I be bugging know a nigga fly Got a bitch I could send to the sky Don't wanna talk you will not get a Hi I'm gone and he wondering why Loving my life I just hate me a goofy Gotta live life like it's shorter than Uzi Get a grip 'for you fuck 'round and lose me Drank in my system I'm feeling real groovy Lemme know if you with it or not Only wanted the head but thanks for the thought I'm too cold bitch they loving the frost Took me to church got me preaching like Dolph Stressing is dumb if I know you a fan I love when im back inna land Pop my shit and just stick to the plan Can't take the heat then don't ask for the tan Like statues Imma leave him where he stand Clap you Audience I got the hands Fuck all these bitches they booty Know I keep a toolie Like Bob or like Manny the man Fuck ya homie he resting in piss Stupid bitch she just tryna diss Don't gotta be Friday I'll grab me a brick I'm the one they all hate like im Chris Swear I don't care bout none of the fake love Head down but I'm keeping my chin you p Smoking that gas and I'm taking the big puffs Either watch yo mouth or don't act tuff Gotta hit me a blunt off the wake you p Knocka be big You little get your weight you p She giving top every time we lay you p Know a J inna party gotta lift ya Ks you p Times you p cause no you ain't staying Bitch you ain't thick Why yo booty deflated? Go get back for your mans he decaying As I'm finna body this beat like I'm Payton Cause I run it Imma gun it Upping it fast imma dump it in public Imma dunk it Tim Duncan Holes in ya head I ain't carvin no pumpkin Talk yo shit then