lirik lagu freddie gibbs & madlib – harold’s – alex goose remix
[verse 1]
i keep the chip off in my cell phone, pocket full of stones
smoking on the strong, freddie kane, freddie corleone
marshalltown n~ggas, had a n~gga running home (b~tch)
i call kinnell, get me a .38, now b~tch is on (b~tch)
9 millimeter baretta to 40 cal (yuh)
glock 23 fresh up out the box, b~tch i hold it down (uh)
i hit the stroll with a chili bowl and a crooked smile (yeah)
fast forward ten years, came back with roley’s with golden crowns (b~tch)
skinny n~gga, six~wing mild sauce (yeah)
with all the fries you can give me, i tear them b~tches off
ski mask on yo baby daddy? well, that’s that n~gga loss (b~tch)
pointin’ my trey five seven, i got my point across (yeah yeah)
a skinny n~gga, six~wing, mild sauce (yeah yeah)
with all the fries you can give me, i tear them b~tches off (fries, n~gga)
this burning hole in my pocket got me out here flippin’ soft (uh)
.223 on my enemy, i tear them b~tches off (uh, yeah)
[chorus]
a skinny n~gga, six~wing, mild sauce
with all the fries you can give me, i tear them b~tches off
a plate of chicken with the bread stuck to the bottom
but f~ck my enemies, what you looking for? b~tch i got ’em
say b~tch i got ’em , say b~tch i got ’em
f~ck my enemies, what you looking for? b~tch i got ’em
say b~tch i got ’em, say b~tch i got ’em
f~ck my enemies, what you looking for? b~tch i got ’em
[verse 2]
kfc, harold’s, sharks or popeyes
adidas suit with a plate of chicken, got mob ties
a fresh delt’, weed crumbs on my plush seats
i got my license now, i’m backseat f~cking every week (yuh)
a thick b~tch live in miller, go to work (fo’sho)
3:30, school was out then i was fresh under her skirt
them project n~ggas hit that b~tch, that p~ssy went berserk (fo’sho)
don’t hit without that trojan, f~ck around, you might get burnt (ugh)
she was raised in the church, turnt out in the ghetto (uh)
lock it, p~ssy pop it, i swear this b~tch deserve a medal
seen school girls turn into strippers in stilettos (yeah)
pimpin’ ’til i die, if you wanna stop then get ya shovel b~tch
extra sauce with the bread stuck to the bottom
freddie forgiato, all my b~tches spoiled rotten (yeah)
cop that llama, got the hollows poppin’ out the barrel
got a stain for them hubbas, meet me at the harold’s, b~tch
[interlude]
and i remember when the harold’s was on 15th, n~gga
(right on 15th, n~gga)
you know what i’m saying? (for real though, fo’sho)
i used to hit the muh’f~cka all the time, n~gga
straight dope stains and chicken wings, you know what i’m saying?
[chorus]
a skinny n~gga, six~wing, mild sauce
with all the fries you can give me, i tear them b~tches off
a plate of chicken with the bread stuck to the bottom
but f~ck my enemies, what you looking for? b~tch i got ’em
say b~tch i got ’em , say b~tch i got ’em
f~ck my enemies, what you looking for? b~tch i got ’em
say b~tch i got ’em, say b~tch i got ’em
f~ck my enemies, what you looking for? b~tch i got ’em
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