Текст песни Look Me Up - Skip Dover
Yeah
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
yeah
Copping
drops,
I've
got
the
pot
so
hot,
my
cauldron
drips
Popped
your
top
and
the
cops
forgot,
Alec
Baldwin
shit
I'm
not
shocked
when
the
clock
stops,
too
many
horror
flicks
Top
spot,
want
me
to
stop,
they
can't
go
to
war
with
this
Why
not?
Rock
the
block,
ride
around
in
foreign
whips
You're
not
hot,
you've
got
Glocks,
but
they've
all
got
orange
tips
All
the
ops
is
shocked
that
they
got
knocked
Kick
down
the
door
with
this
Like
"Fuck
a
warrant
is?"
I'm
scorching
porcelain
Call
the
orphanage,
yeah
Still
staring
at
black
mirrors,
but
the
crack's
clearer
Queens
Bully
make
the
track
tear
up,
hits
like
the
crack
era
2022
and
I
went
through
three
or
four
vac-sealers
2023
Lac
steerer,
Actavis
cap-peeler
Can't
teach
a
new
dog
them
old
tricks.
tricked
you
out
your
paper
Now
you
look
like
an
old
bitch
that
don't
know
shit
Hate
me
later,
busy
chasing
views
Blew
paper,
all
that
paper
blue
If
I
was
you
I'd
hate
me
too,
H.V.U
Leave
you
like
Swiss
cheese
to
be
frank,
riding
jet
skis
on
the
lake
Got
the
best
weed
in
the
states,
yeah
Ice
got
my
neck
freeze
like
a
rink,
feel
like
Gretzky
at
the
bank
Wanna
test
me?
Then
Don't
blink,
no
The
more
I
grow,
the
more
I
shrink,
the
more
I
smoke
The
more
I
think,
the
more
I
float,
the
more
I
sink,
they
come
at
me
But
I
don't
blink,
it's
not
a
thing
Things
been
looking
up,
look
me
up
Lookin'
for
us,
we've
been
cooking
up
A
hundred
in
the
duffle,
9-mil
in
the
puffy
coat
A
hundred
bars,
a
hundred
quotes
Six
hundred
horses,
four
hundred
spokes
Guns
get
drawn,
now
you
drawing
a
blank,
ducking
low
While
I'm
chillin',
puffing
smoke
You
love
the
hoe,
she
sucks
me
slow
No
slow
leaks,
roll
up
the
windows,
never
been
tinted
They
can't
see
me,
but
they
know
it's
him,
they
know
the
scent
I
built
the
building,
you're
a
tenant
Arms
up,
you're
getting
rolled
on
We're
spraying
if
they
owe
the
rent,
you
never
sold
no
shit
How'd
you
sell
them
if
you
seldom
leave
the
house?
Park
some
shells
up
in
your
melon,
should've
never
run
your
mouth
I'm
for
sure
going
to
hell,
but
it's
heaven
in
her
mouth
I
smoke
top
shelf,
it
be
hard
to
breathe
in
and
out
Got
you
looking
like
Bautista
when
that
Odor
hits
you
You'll
never
see
us
coming,
this
shit
could
get
so
suspenseful
Get
a
grip,
premeditated
murder
when
I
hold
the
pencil
Saying
all
the
shit
I
hope
offends
you,
yeah
Leave
you
like
Swiss
cheese,
to
be
frank,
riding
jet
skis
on
the
lake
Got
the
best
weed
in
the
states,
yeah
Ice
got
my
neck
freeze
like
a
rink,
feel
like
Gretzky
at
the
bank
Wanna
test
me?
Then
Don't
blink,
no
The
more
I
grow,
the
more
I
shrink,
the
more
I
smoke
The
more
I
think,
the
more
I
float,
the
more
I
sink,
they
come
at
me
But
I
don't
blink,
it's
not
a
thing
Things
been
looking
up,
look
me
up
Lookin'
for
us,
we've
been
cooking
up
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