lirik lagu skillz – y’all don’t wanna do that
[intro:]
uhh, uhh
yeah, yeah
uh-huh uh
sk!llz, uhh
hi-tek
yeah, uh
v-a, yeah
yo, uhh, yeah
[verse 1:]
yo trust me you don’t want none of me man
you wanna discuss that sh-t with your dog like the son of sam
if i, run out of hustles then i’m runnin a scam
spit some hot sh-t to you that’ll be numbin your man (uh-huh)
i know what y’all n-ggas thinkin now
“he was on tv with missy, so how the f-ck he underground?”
uhh, i rep my state from coast to coast
don’t matter if i’m spittin with nas or spittin with mos
i’mma explain this sh-t to y’all geeks (talk to ’em)
i f-ck with timbaland cause timbaland got beats!
and after “ghostwriter” came out (uhh)
y’all was b-tchin and cryin, cause i ain’t put the names out (uh-huh)
y’all still thinkin i was frontin (mm-hmm)
and puff cut a check, so i ain’t have to say nothin (nah)
these rap cats is fakin
i’m jumpin in front of you and takin yours like a secret service agent
[hook 2x: sk!llz]
y’all don’t wanna do that (mm-mmm!)
y’all don’t wanna do that (uh-uhh!)
you don’t really wanna do that (mm-mmm!)
dog you don’t wanna do that (uh-uhh!)
[verse 2:]
yo, you know what irks me even more? (what?)
male groupies when you out on tour (f’real)
man i thought i was gon’ flip
dude p-ssed the tape under the stall and i’m tryin to take a sh-t!
man this drama gotta stop
them the fools that you gotta watch (uh-huh)
keep your tape, don’t do me no favors
cause when i tell you the truth, you gon’ call me a hater (uh-huh)
and chicks i came up with (mm-hmm)
be gettin mad cause they can’t get hit (what?)
they be like, “that n-gga sk!llz ain’t sh-t!”
huh, but you just spent some bills to get sk!llz’s sh-t
didn’t you? “mm-hmm” that’s funny (mm-hmm)
these broads ain’t stoppin my money (uh-uh!)
so if you manage to get close to me (uh-huh)
think about what you gon’ say boo, before approachin me
cause see
[hook]
[verse 3:]
yo, uhh
i rip mics ’til they torn (uh-huh)
when i walk, you’d think there’s a strobe light on .. (yeah)
in cyphers i be straight up attackin
cats be like, “you ripped that sh-t n-gga!”
calm down, i was practicin!
man y’all gotta be kiddin (uh-huh)
i got yo’ cd, i did a lot of skippin
like when i see you, you gon’ do a lot of b-tchin
while i’m on stage spittin with a lot of n-ggas ad-libbin
man y’all need to k!ll that
i’m from v-a n-gga, where it’s god d-mn real at
tracks i peel at, and leak a few to the streets
so if you haters suckin yo’ t–th then do it on beat, c’mon
(tchk, tchk-tchk, tchk-tchk) i ain’t new with the heat
i’m in the booth with the flu and still chewin the beat
i’m sonnin y’all like father’s day; disrespect pop
and get popped like marvin g-ye, cause see
[hook] – 2x
[outro:]
uhh, uhh, sk!llz
uhh, uhh, v-a
yeah, c’mon {-beat fades-}
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