paroles de chanson Laughing Stock - Kutt Calhoun & Craig Smith
(Kutt
Calhoun)
I
felt
that
is
was
very,
completely
necessary,
For
me
to
get
to
addressing
these
niggas
in
a
hurry,
They
woofing
like
they
scary,
but
they
pussyer
than
fairies,
But
they
sweeter
than
Ben
& Jerry's,
I'd
hate
to
bust
your
cherry,
But
I
don't
really
carey,
my
ego's
in
the
airy,
So
if
you
feeling
lucky,
step
to
me
and
I
will
bury,
You
in
the
cemetary,
for
thinking
that
you're
sharing,
Existence
with
a
real
nigga
you
should
all
be
wary,
I'm
touring
like
the
Beatles,
winning
everywhere
that
we
go,
There's
a
woman
in
every
state
that
will
suck
on
my
libido,
The
hood
is
all
my
peoples,
so
I'm
never
incognito,
I
got
money,
I
got
hoes
like
as
tall
as
a
cathedral,
You
think
I'm
blowing
smokey,
you
niggas
would
of
told
me,
If
you
knew
another
redder
respresenter
from
the
"show
me",
KC
is
my
dominion,
and
this
is
my
opinion,
I
dont
need
a
clarification
listen
to
what
come
in
it
go,
(Chorus)
Money,
naked
women,
HOES!
Crilla's
full
of
CLOTHES!
Laughing
on
'em
like,
Ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha,
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
We
got
Phantoms,
Bentleys,
Maybachs,
Rolls,
They
that
SLOW!
We
be
laughing
on
'em
like,
Ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha,
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
ha
()
Mr.
Smith!
KC
know
I'm,
Dragonball
Gohan,
Ain't
a
sucka
but
haters
could
blow
on,
trees,
Oh
I'm,
so
pleased,
ladies
say
I'm
so
fine,
Got
a
religion
with
me
like
the
Q'uran
Call
me
Moses,
I'm
laying
the
law
Ten
ways
you
could
look
like
money,
I
look
like
a
mob,
Style
is
infectious,
y'all
better
protect
ya
hearts,
I'm
coming
at
your
chest
like
a
necklace,
Is
it
the
images
in
my
inner
eye,
Or
is
it
the
truth,
I'm
sitting
high
nigga
in
the
sky,
In
a
minute
I'll,
be
on
another
planet,
You
wish
a
nigga
would,
wish
granted,
Your
choice
wanna
ride
with
a
fly
boy?
Or
die,
get
your
mind
right
or
get
a
job
boy,
Go
and
plot
in
the
mob,
Footlocker,
And
If
I
ain't
got
it
I'ma
get
it,
Waka
Flocka
(Chorus)
(Kutt
Calhoun)
So
there
you
have
it
my
niggas,
a
special
delivery,
Ge-get
slapped
silly
and
the
rest
is
a
memory,
Best
in
the
middle
be,
par-par-partying
all
off
the
time
With
some
Sprite
and
lemine(lemon/lime?)
in
my
Hennessy,
Looking
at
you
figates
feeling
inglorious
We
warriors
why
in
the
world
would
you
war
at
us?
Laughing
at
you
little
doolittle
faggots
who
can't
even
stomach
us
throwing
up,
Why
think
about
showing
up?
To
the
majors
when
your
talent
is
minor,
now
think
about
it,
Payless
verses
fitted
designer,
forget
about
it,
This
is
just
a
reminder,
I've
been
about
it,
I
eat
beef
and
I'ma
style
when
I'm
In-N-Out
it,
HA
Now
you
knowing
exactly
how
we
do's
it
Don't
confuse
it,
courtesy
of
Strange
Music,
HA
Pimpin'
all
of
my
party
people
to
the
new
shit,
Kutt
Calhoun
and
Craig
Smith
live
exclusive,
(Chorus)
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