Haystak - Lincoln, Lincoln Lyrics

Lyrics Lincoln, Lincoln - Haystak



Hypothetically speaking, you know
Once upon a time, just say that there was this dude name Lincoln
You know what I'm saying
And he had a real ice child swagger
And you really couldn't do nothin but respect and admire him
You know what I'm saying
Well, Lincoln gone now, you know
And I see a whole lot of cats, you know
Actin like they came up with that
But to me, they like Lil Lincoln Lincolns, you feel me
Like Lil Lincoln juniors, you know what I'm saying
I be like, the fuck is wrong with the world
Lincoln Lincoln, I been thinking
What the hell have you been drinking
Smell like whiskey, taste like wine
Put that down, it's turpentine
Lincoln Lincoln, I been thinking
What the hell have you been drinking
Smell like whiskey, taste like wine
Put that down, it's turpentine
Welcome to Cashville 23
If you got 'em for ten, they didn't come from me
I got that chronic, baby, sixty -five a P
Breaks down, six fifty a oz
OG kush, take it to the head
It'll have you fucked up, eyes all super red
Have you gone in that zone, straight gone, baby
The lights is on, but it ain't nobody home, baby
What the fucks wrong with y'all
What the fuck y'all on
I think you all off, I think you all gone
Let me sale you some of this buffalo blitz
Then, I may understand why you talkin that shit
Cause I'm like
Lincoln Lincoln, I been thinking
What the hell have you been drinking
Smell like whiskey, taste like wine
Put that down, it's turpentine
Lincoln Lincoln, I been thinking
What the hell have you been drinking
Smell like whiskey, taste like wine
Put that down, it's turpentine
Think I ain't work for mine, you must be out yo muthafuckin mind
Cause I be on the grind, cousin
You must off them phenobarbitols
It aint nothing more dangerous than
A muthafucker with green like barbosol
You ain't got it all
Cause he won't say nothin to y'all, or do nothin to y'all
He'll send them boys through there, shoot something through y'all
Boo yah
Homicide, news crews
You can hear witnesses sayin, I don't know who they were
I just know they wasn't playin'
Please believe, I'll accept any challenge
I'm knockin trick's off balance, chemically imbalanced
I'm self medicated, and the fact of the matter
You bitches talkin all that shit, just makes my pockets get fatter
Shout out to
Lincoln Lincoln, I been thinking
What the hell have you been drinking
Smell like whiskey, tastes like wine
Put that down, it's turpentine
Lincoln Lincoln, I been thinking
What the hell have you been drinking
Smell like whiskey, tastes like wine
Put that down, it's turpentine
Third verse, it's murder in the first
Get the coroner
Cancel that, and get the herse
Here it come, come, come
Didn't see what it was, til it
BOOM, BOOM, BOOM
Knock the fuck up out you, bruh
I say, big fat muthafucker
Who he think he is, mane
Comin round this muthafucker
Ridin like he's just a guy
On top of that, the kids scream his fuckin name
Bitches treat him like he's fuckin famous
What you say, man
Lincoln Lincoln, I been thinking
What the hell have you been drinking
Smell like whiskey, tastes like wine
Put that down, it's turpentine
Lincoln Lincoln, I been thinking
What the hell have you been drinking
Smell like whiskey, tastes like wine
Put that down, it's turpentine
Yeah, you read the paper
You watch the news
Hundred thousand dollars worth of shit they took outta here
On April first
That's a helluva April fool's day, you know what I'm sayin
Well, its May second, and we back in business, bitches
Right over here where we been being at, you know what I'm sayin
Where the luxury vehicles be at, RV's with Haystak on 'em
Shout it to the O.G.
You know what I'm sayin, street flavor
What's bigger then that
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Writer(s): Jason Winfree


Haystak - B.O.S.S. Mixtape, Vol. 1
Album B.O.S.S. Mixtape, Vol. 1
date of release
16-10-2007




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