Cupcakke
Cupcakke - Image lyrics
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[Intro] Don't look at me like that Have you ever seen a pretty face before? Well you won't You know why? Because I wear all black everything All black gloves, oh lemme see what else Oh, all black mask (mmmmm) Well lemme tell you what I want you to do I want you to go get every f**king bullet you ever had mate Go get it! Hurry up and go get it! Because by the time I'm done with you Your gonna need a motherf**king halo mate! [Verse 1] Yo, You gone end up in a cemetery I'm a shoot the scene like I'm Tyler Perry Got Mariah with me with a duffle bag so you never know what we f**king carry I'm a come through with my homies yo whole hood finna know me They wanna f**k me up I start squaring up I said "come on nigga just show me" Them bullets flying like eagles I'm a shoot a nigga no free throw I stay thirsty to catch bodies so you know I gotta f**king P bro Pop a nigga in the mouth like D-low What you say? You can't breathe joe Mollywhopped again took yo oxygen Them 40's still wet it like J-Lo You better come correct when you see me Cause I'll take ya shit like I'm Stevie See I'm Stevie J with them bullet trays like Joseline you gone need me Got cold blood of killers not Speedy Gonzales I hang with them dealers but I'm the top driller I am a go getter be going Godzilla Moonwalk on your grave I'm a call that shit Thriller [Pre-Hook] This not no gimmick, Bitch this is my image You f**k with me like Rosemary's baby I'll leave you timid This not no gimmick, Bitch this is my image You f**k with me like Rosemary's baby I'll leave you timid [Hook] Got you wet, got you timid boy I got you timid boy Ski mask, black gloves, my image boy I got you timid boy, timid boy Ski mask, black gloves, my image boy [Verse 2] Man down why you on the block selling dope You see me coming like Ray Charles with a telescope You kill two of my niggas I'm killing four When I wipe that back just duck low I really don't f**k with you f**kers Sleeping on me you'll get smothered f**k around call up yo mother Like I put your son face on a plugger I need a couple entrees, pair of Lebron J's Duck tape and rope and let it be broad day All black room I can show you the shuffle Leave the room by myself, he'll be in my duffle Hit the corner store grab a bag of Ruffles Eat the chips, grab the clip then I'm back to trouble Chitown it's a motherf**kin' jungle Tell you like it is we ain't even gotta mumble like Take you out the picture with one shot you getting cropped Pull a trigger play with your body like Photoshop With no doubt, the block cleared out when I pulled out the motherf**king Glock (Uh) Niggas gotta learn at some point I'll make a nigga learn at gunpoint Spray niggas and I ain't talkin no mase Put a couple holes in yo head like a crate [Hook + Post Hook]