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Starlito( Jermaine Eric Shute )
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Ken Griffey Jr (feat. Don Trip)
[STARLITO] Ken Griffey
Where at? right here? My daddy used to ball. My daddy used to ball.
I see the devil in her eyes, She wear a hell of a disguise. I should have never been surprised (but it breaks my heart) Feel like I never been this high And I meant that shit this time. Told shawty I love her And I meant that shit this time I text her 'just me and you' She text me back 'quit lyin'' I'm just tryin' You know the blind leadin' the blind. My mind in a bind, And my heart in a twist. If I do commit Then what's gon' be the benefit?
Well too late She's already lost her innocence. Dinner dates, 'it ain't trickin' if you got it' You 'ont get it, In a sense You're gettin' tricked. Thinkin' that's your woman, Ain't that a bitch?
I just call it like I see it, Like a unk. Punk is got them plump lumps. I'm at they neck Like a fuckin' razor bump. Pepe le pew, U.A.B. In other words I'm blazin' skunk. I just got off stage, You might not make that all month. But I take none of it for granted, Even though I understand it. They only care about a nigga When I drop that new shit And they start comparing me to jigga Or 2Pac, when he was fresh out. Chest out, Got a FN on the console And a Tec out 'BOW' made my own bond on my last 4 charges. I'm just hopin' them my last 4 charges. I do this shit for Boosie, Back to back 4 charges, Cuz just got that 'Maro' out the shop... That mutha fucka pissed! I be having to drop my camera man back off, I be on some other shit Shout out my homies in the bay Og train wreck and that bubbly. I'm just tryin' to make the difference, Though I only does edition. I'm talking comprehension, I really get it. Get it? I'm talking compensation, Yea that right, money talks. I'm making conversation, I hustle everyday. Might not ever take a long vacation, I GRIND HARD mutha fucka, GRIND HARD.
I decided to give him a call It's like they only love a nigga When Don Trip was involved. (Stepbrothers... its on the way, its on the way though)
[Don Trip] Yeah, yeah, the man's in here. I'm so mutha fuckin' fly I need landing gear. I'm not really from this planet, I'm just stranded here. In some pretty bitch mouth like some damn veneers. I know my flow's so stupid, I'm on point like a toothpick And you softer than goose shit. Really the truth is, Most these rappers is groupies. A match in the sunlight... You niggas is useless.
Dammit this is uncharted land That I'm standin' on. In a pool of sharks And I'm bout to do a cannon ball. They say never try to kill Mosquitoes with a cannon ball, So I just watch you niggas die slow, As if I planned it all. I dare you to fuck with me. Who gon' do what to me? Murder for hire... It ain't shit but a buck to me. Yea right lucky, 'Mr. fighting for custody' Addicted to fast money, Fresh out of recovery.
My slice of humble pie Should be coming any day now. I took a whole week off, To build my kids a playground. Monkey bars, jungle gyms, Slides and a swing-set. Still found time To cop shit that ain't released yet. Bitch I'm a machine, Although, I come with plenty defects, Peep that, I got too much game to press reset.
Ridin' wit a bad bitch, Whinin' bout respect. Search this bitch seat... I hope this mutha fucka eject. Hand that bitch a parachute, Land on yo man wit yo needy ass. Shoulda zipped her lips Like a freezer bag. Shout out my brother LITO Cuz even when we leave the lab, You gotta know I got that nigga back, Like a heatin' pad.
Honestly, I prolly wouldn't rap If I ain't need the cash. I'm strapped and you know everything I pack Take extended mags. Pretty bitch I got Love to shop Plus she need a tan. I got her chewing wood Like she tryin' to build a beaver dam.
NOTCH! ch ch ch Bitch ch ch ch
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