X-Zibit
X-Zibit - Up Out The Way songtekst
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I'm in my 7 deuce callis with the slap in the back With the slap in the back, with the slap in the back I got that black top Impala with the frames blue back With the frames blue back, with the frames blue I got that black top Impala with the frames blue back Could you loan me a dollar, bitch I can't do that Got a flight in an hour, got my bags all packed Bring it in for the huddle of hundred and fifty racks, pow! Want me to take it to the club and throw it on the ground Instead I take it buy bindess make it double now I'm back in biness, you pussy niggas in trouble now What you gonna take the city, clearly you are from out of town I'm in my scraper, catching paper on the turf Stacking yaper like a laker, hit exactly where it hurts Better put that shit in reverse, you might cross over the ledge The king of the castle, swinging, screaming off with they heads Round up in regal, your rathets mad cause they giving us action Fuck em you keep em we mack em Don't need them nigga, what's happening? what is it, let's get it cracking Millions and millions reacting Focus no longer distracted Put it down let's see you mash it [Hook] I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga Stacking money to the ceiling getting paid all day, all day, all day All day, all day, all day If you ain't tryina get it, better get up out the way Then you walk in the sleep and drag Now the people's on fire, let the motherfucker burn The... came in here when it was my turn Everyone up in here spazzy, loud and hippy Perking hella pissy, everybody tipsy, feeling heck trippy My wrist real brisky, icey, bitch main niggas don't like me Cause they wife on me to pipe shit But only since 1990 Body, booming, I'll be, tycooning Me and a few of my goonsing Alcohol consuming Wanna raise in the grip, well fin to sneak upon you Try to hit you for a hit Better pack an extra clip, cause niggas ain't playing They really with the shit All in, like rallying, I should... pimp styling All I hear is money calling Thous on thous on thous on thousands Blacklands... real talk player, no... All about my allowance,... sheesh Capisci, I'm heavy all in these streets You have see, front seats No family man we fit [Hook] I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga Stacking money to the ceiling getting paid all day, all day, all day All day, all day, all day If you ain't tryina get it, better get up out the way Let's get whatever you drinking and drink it by the case Then let me pound on your pussy and knock it out of place I wanna hook and book you, have you some time to face While we vacating the destination for motivation, hey Separate hunneds from fifties, fold it up, bring it all with me Call it an audible hit me, I'm open, never forget me Down shift, punching, approaching the hunned and sixty I'm crawling like... bouncing up round the city Pity you feeling shitty, it's 25 to life for this pushing this spiker Get anybody hit by a sniper Live the rest of your life in a diaper Chill the fuck out, or you can walk, keep walking Or niggas will carry you out This is the end of the drought Homies is bouncing around me, too many zeros to count I let these women surround me, jump out they clothes to come out But then they never can found me, holding the holy amounts Already showed you to rock, [Hook] I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga I'm a rich ass nigga, you's a bitch ass nigga Stacking money to the ceiling getting paid all day, all day, all day All day, all day, all day If you ain't tryina get it, better get up out the way.