lirik lagu flux pavilion - saxophone doom
[hook: curtis williams]
yo
sweatbox hot, the block is on fire
looks like mom and pop, that’s right i’m a
dope head, drop out, drop-head recliner
get top, with no line, i’m top lining
no top boys in yo’ set, so stop lying
kept the rhythm funky and fresh, for my body
6 gold chains on my neck, each sided
beat boys fresh for the set, no one timing
[verse 1: jace]
haters get up off me, i’m f-ckin’ saucy
michael scott up in the office, i’m f-ckin’ bossy
yardman gone wazze, you can’t stop me
where de ‘wana get it poppin’, now what the problem
all my n-ggas got priors, they eaten’ pasta
all my b-tches wear heels, and they talk proper
clique wars, 5 mil, man it’s f-ckin’ awesome
clipboard, 5 mil, man it’s f-ckin’ awesome
so tell me who gon’ f-ckin’ stop us
nah n-gga, no body
nah n-gga, no body
guarantee you that my gang on it!
[verse 2: curtis williams]
i guarantee that the gang on it
gave the girl the mic and she sang on it
flux made a beat and i bang on it
-ss so fat, put a chain on it
hit it so good, put my name on it
hit it like i’m ’bout to put a ring on it
but then i put the gang on it
ay, then i put the gang on it, b-tch!
[verse 3: jace]
really way bigger than that, they can’t k!ll me
really way bigger than rap, they can’t feel me
know that i be smokin’ the pack, they can’t smell me
n-ggas know it ain’t really sh-t, they can’t tell me
ain’t a hoe i wanted to hit, that ain’t felt me
y’all need to quit ridin’ d-ck, it ain’t healthy
see you sneak-dissing me still, you ain’t stealthy
and you at ya grandma crib, you ain’t wealthy
hit the spot, then a bar, pop a bar loose
put in a jar, do it all, sip goose
i been goin’ off, sayin’, “i ain’t hard”
and i’m lookin’ at a broad like, “d-mn b-tch who?”
[jace & curtis williams]
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yeah?
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whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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aight let’s get it
[jace]
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f-ck what you think, it stick up
bad yellow thang get my d-ck up
hope you prepared
hope you prepared for the switcha’
i like to mix drugs with my liqua’, k!ll it!
i need them bags
fast as i can, yeah
and i’mma go ham
’till miss piggy dough ham
yeah, smoke meet the gram
at every chance
at least when i can
i’mma go in, and switch it again, go!
roll it up, gas
in the living room
how a n-gga been living
what he living through?
i’mma show these b-tch n-ggas
what i’m finna do
tell the industry, “f-ck ’em and they interviews!”
got it (got it, got it, got it)
got it (got it, got it, got it)
alright
alright
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