lirik lagu bub styles - melon on the tablecloth
[intro: bub styles]
(blatt! blatt! blatt! ba~ba~blatt!)
cold cut king of the city
go!
[verse 1: bub styles]
yo, there’s two types of us
those that bust pipes and those that wait for pipes to bust
the former flush, the latter push and bite the dust
playin’ with the funds will get you midas touched (touched)
backwood ash stains on the lightest plush
one tiny splash of duke tequila on the mirror
mira! now you caked up the whole 8th (da the f~ck?!?)
if dredd found out it’s gon’ be a cold case
he comin’ irie with the burner and blasts at a slow pace
with smoke breaks, sh~t was like a movie
bodmon k!lled both takes
most of y’all rock designer with no taste (tacky)
still pitchin’ sh~t with the ’06 ‘dro taste (remember)
denim cut lookin’ like bro switch both ways
nah, my pants need some more sp~ce for the stacks
my dog is heavy handed with the lace for the batch (too much cut)
we nice guys that never finish last
no amazon, i only get delivered cash
[hook: bub styles]
the hoopty engine got a smoker’s cough
corleone done left his melon on the tablecloth
he tried to shake and never paid the boss
now his brains is mixed with a tomato sauce
the hoopty engine got a smoker’s cough
corleone done left his melon on the tablecloth
you know better than to shake the boss
blood mixed with the tomato sauce
(diamond)
[verse 2: mickey diamond]
yo, n~ggas in my faction, they don’t do fractions
just simple subtractin’ when guns get to clappin’ (boom!)
stuff happens when tongues get to flappin’
them slugs comin’ rappin’
right behind the grits, i hide my guns in the cabinet
extra clip in the pantry and i’mma let you have it
if you get near that family (it’s the umbrella b~tch!)
i hope you n~ggas understand me
we k!ll sh~t before it get started
i’m like a plan b
youngin’ duckin’ shots like bambi
i’m in the camry with the tan seats
playin’ the block like marcus camby
soft as andy dunn’s c2s
dim my beat shoes
givin’ fools the l street blues
when i speed through, no time for recoups (uh~uh)
replays and rewinds, i slide like the a~team
and watch n~ggas beeline, we turn n~ggas feline
slice the devil’s pie like it was key lime
you pr~cks pokin’ sticks at a beehive
n~gga, umbrella, what?
[hook: bub styles]
the hoopty engine got a smoker’s cough
corleone done left his melon on the tablecloth
he tried to shake and never paid the boss
now his brains is mixed with a tomato sauce
the hoopty engine got a smoker’s cough
corleone done left his melon on the tablecloth
you know better than to shake the boss
blood mixed with the tomato sauce
word up
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