lirik lagu key glock - badu
[intro]
yeah, i’m in the a right now sippin’ on houston texas
yeah (get the bag, king wonka)
uh, uh
[chorus]
let the choppa sing like badu (fah, fah)
talkin’ that sh~t, i’ll buy you (uh, b~tch)
water on my wrist like a bayou (yeah)
vvs diamonds on my side tooth (uh)
glizock him, don’t try, dude (don’t try)
unless you tryna die too (huh?)
i’ma money makin’ tycoon (uh)
mr. glock, i make my own rules (yeah)
[verse 1]
mr. glock finna take ’em to school (school, yeah)
b~tch thought i was boo boo the fool (boo boo the fool, uh~uh)
b~tch, you know that i keep me some blues (some blues)
b~tch, you know that i keep me a tool (fah)
hide that bl!ck in my oversized jacket (yeah)
i like my b~tches real pretty and ratchet (uh)
classy and nasty (yeah), not to dramatic
a hustler, just like me, with a passion (yeah)
five in the mornin’ i’m sippin’ on red (uh)
n~ggas sneak dissin’, i’m takin’ off heads (fah, fah)
the hatin’ sh~t, it do not get to my head (nah)
i ain’t duckin’ no opps, just duckin’ the feds (yeah)
young n~gga flyer than evel knievel (phew)
gang pullin’ up, choppas sing like the beatles (bop, bop)
all of this ice, gotta keep me a heater (ayy)
yellow diamonds on, i do this sh~t for my people (ye~yeah)
[chorus]
let the choppa sing like badu (fah)
talkin’ that sh~t, i’ll buy you (b~tch)
water on my wrist like a bayou (yeah)
vvs diamonds on my side tooth (uh)
glizock him, don’t try, dude (don’t try)
unless you tryna die too (huh?)
i’ma money makin’ tycoon (uh)
mr. glock, i make my own rules (yeah)
[verse 2]
made alotta m’s all off pro tools (uh)
it’s a thousand ways to get this paper (this paper)
b~tch, you know i’m a motherf~ckin’ player (player)
b~tch, you know these n~ggas player haters (yeah)
south memphis trap still got flavors (flavors)
n~ggas fifty years old still trappin’ (trappin’, uh)
yeah, my money got long, elastic (ayy, yeah)
they love and hate me just like dallas cowboys (yeah)
name in they mouth like some altoids (uh)
my lil’ b~tch she bad, what about yours? (huh)
the racks what the bottega bag for (racks)
i’m smokin’ some sh~t with a bad odor (eugh)
fill the grabba up with a dead body (dead body)
rep that five, i’ma keep it solid (solid)
in the streets and the books i got knowledge (got knowledge)
lil’ bro got a canik, he wildin’ out (yeah)
go get the money, no time to pout (yeah)
they goin’ out sad, they foulin’ out (yeah)
cut his throat, ain’t gotta slime him out (cutthroat)
get back gang, ain’t no cryin’ about it
i hold it down like i’m ‘posed to (yeah)
my diamonds and money both blue (uh)
got a stick in every room like a roku (fah, fah)
and my left wrist hittin’ like goku (woo)
[chorus]
let the choppa sing like badu (fah)
talkin’ that sh~t, i’ll buy you (b~tch)
water on my wrist like a bayou (yeah)
vvs diamonds on my side tooth (uh)
glizock him, don’t try, dude (don’t try)
unless you tryna die too (huh?)
i’ma money makin’ tycoon (uh)
mr. glock, i make my own rules (the f~ck?)
[outro]
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