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Cancun '08

 

Cancun '08

(앨범: The Iliad Is Dead And The Odyssey Is Over - 2019)


[Murs:]
Uh
It is kinda fun
Nigga, you made a funky lil' beat with your bitch ass, woohoo

Alright, here we go

She said she was bottle, God
Plus she looked like a model, God
Champagne room, told 'em put it on my card
I was off a couple of them bottles, I was going hard
She moving like we on the dance floor
The DJ was playing that Camp Lo
This is it, this is it, this is it, what?
Throwing luccini all on the big bud
I'm in here with my shit tucked
Only nigga with a baby nine in the strip club
Maybe not, but I still don't give a fuck
We in here deep, these niggas won't trip with us
I said we just don't give a fuck
My nigga in this bitch sipping lean out a sippy cup
You do what you want when the price right
Money make these women feel safe like a night light
Exactly how it should be
Quit acting like you ain't never had no pussy
You wanna fuck? Go home to your wife
Nigga, don't fuck around and ruin my night
The afterparty, that's a motherfucker
Broad had body like a motherfucker
Everybody in they zone
If you ain't fucking or sucking it, take your ass home
Grown folk doing grown shit
Balling out on some loced out tone shit
He was a Stone Crip, really from the hood
But when he went pop, they got him misunderstood

[Pookie Blow:]
Look, seeing nine-five niggas hit the hoods with they chain tucked
We gon' bring it back, donkey punches to these bitches' back
Fuck that, I'm off that, might toot the whole thing
Now pretty bitches got pistols in they tote bags
Four-four mag'll make a fuckboy fall back
Sliding with the homies, tall cat in a paper bag
Where you from? Where you sag? Where they know you at?
Talk a lot of shit so I roam with one
Daddy better chill before his mama loses a son
I know a gang of niggas but I don't fuck with none
'Cause I'm a dog ass bitch, I be burying bones
They been searching six months, still ain't found your bones
Cancún and margaritas were the getaway
I plead the Fifth, I don't know shit, man, I was on the getaway
The boys in blue blurping, put that shit away, shit away

[$ilkMoney:]
What gives a diamond more value than crack when both rocks?
The difference between guns and butter when both stocks?
How you put an end to the block when none of these roads stop?
Or how it feel to be on your last paid call when the phone drop?
Something fishy 'bout these niggas, they must be pescatarian
The pound shh when it spit, so I named it librarian
What type of bag would you like to be carried in
You fucking with teak or the mahogany for your casket we buryin'?
Lines between love and hate are apparently very thin
But we cross over back and forth 'cause that's the game that we playing in
Pictures steal souls so be careful of whose camera you staring in
When you find your dreams, hold onto its scenes, so that you cherish it, nigga
For you, I paint the bigger picture, but your vision tainted
By how we make our own paper like we crocheted
I'm not a gangster, just an intelligent street scholar
Far from mundane with my slang, but a nigga still speak proper, preach knowledge
Time is money and we eating it quick
Although it's funny how we waste both when neither exist
Send the kids back to school like the sleep didn't stick
Then break the lock off the door as if my key didn't fit
Listen, baby, I'm just reading the script, I'm tryna leave with a bitch
Squeezing her hips after leaving my tip
I hope these niggas don't creep on the kid on the way to the whip
Or I'm leaving fifty percent of the clip

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