Lyrics Rageski - Sbg Tiggy

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Roll up smoking some zaza (Zaza)
This Nigga a baby I bring em a ba ba (Ba ba)
One two step no cha cha (Cha cha)
Let this choppa sing like momma La la (My momma)
Don't bring the peace nostalgia 70's (Stalgia)
Way that I'm rocking the tye dye (Tye dye)
I'm using up all my data
Because the cable man fucked up the WiFi (damn)
I'm smooth yeah I'm LL Cool
Lil Nigga why would I lie (No)
Praying for racks Im praying to god
A Nigga be praying too allah (Right)
And you betta not call me daddy Bitch (No)
You betta call me da da (Da da)
And you better not call me pappy bitch (No)
I'd rather go by pa pa (Your pa pa)
I'd rather go by popeye
Big dog still eating his spinach
Big dogs all up in the building
Cant no little poodle fit up in it
Big dog bouta fuck up some commas
Big dog bouta get his percentage
Big dog bouta eat Benihana
Big dog bouta eat Ruth Chris
And I ain't bouta be fucking with none of these hating ass niggas man
And these Niggas some real live mother fucking hoes
These niggas some bitch ass Niggas man
And I see It
While we in another world these niggas just for real
You stuck in ya ways of a bad habit
Like Elmer Fudd tryna catch him a rabbit
The chicken loose but these niggas Cant grab it
Give him a pink slip
Same color as Patrick
Niggas is bitches they actress
Cant figure out the tactic (No)
Lotta tools on us like inspector gadget
You a Disappear like magic (Poof)
You there one second then took out yo casket
We blow gas No gasket (Gas)
I tote Serena And Venus Williams
Bitch I'm keeping a racket (Racket)
Bitch I'm keeping a ratchet (Ratchet)
We know that these hoes ratchet (They ratchet)
That G lock bouta get to popping bitch (POW)
And I'm bouta get attachments (Gldahht)
New sights with the beam It's bouta be fire fire Fire fire
I'm in and out don't got a spend amount
If I got it it's sold buyer buyer
Anything that I did it's on my soul
Cant be no liar liar
Disturb the peace blowing big bows
Shit ludachris I up a lion and tiger (Yeah)
And all these hoes man
These hoes gone be hoes man
You can't change these Hoes man
You gotta keep that shit one two
You gotta get yo money
You gotta do what the fuck a real Nigga
Gone do
Got these hoes tryna Dora explore
I give her them boots with the map at the door
Money heavy need a jack on the floor
Try to rob we keep a hammer
Like Thor
I'm smoking good I'm a stoner (Stoner)
My eyes is pink like the car of homers
Don't give a fuck who the owner
And Yo wife is Forbidden she stare at my boner
She gone leave you then I own her
Ima sick my dogs on her
You can have her I don't want her
But that might just be yo luck (Ayee)
I'm doing too much I'm high as fuck
I then kicked over my cup
I almost threw up
All of this henny and this dark remy
I'm doing too much I'm high as fuck
I den kicked over my cup
I almost threw up
All this patron and Julio
Tonight be a movie doe
Shidd got my mind geek
Gotta clock in the trap fuck a time sheet (Sheet)
Got the workererzz up front tryna drop shit (Drop)
Got the laborers out trying to stock shit (Stock)

Like a band yeah you know how we rock bitch (Band)
Like a band yeah you know how we rock bitch (Like a band)
Like a band yeah you know how we rock bitch (Band)
Like a band yeah you know how we rock bitch (Like a band)
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