lirik lagu ursxnly - tool
[intro]
ooh, tash
[verse 1: ursxnly]
catching h-lla bodies, don’t know the count
i think its up to 40
gotta get the money, i have to k!ll a b-tch, ‘cuz
everythings h-lla pricey
gotta get some jewelry, gotta feed the family
gotta get me a new foreign
so you wanna hit a lick
so you wanna make sh-t?
aight b, i’m on it
can’t afford these n-gg-s, they be h-lla extra
gun in my hand i’m shooting sh-t
blasting n-gg-s with a broken pistol
n-gg-s be running ash ketchum sh-t
run up on me like i’m the forest
ursxnly, let my tommy rip
windows down, windows down
ima lit ’em up, yeah wait
[refrain: ursxnly]
ooh, wait, yeah
ima lit ’em up, yeah
ima lit ’em up, yeah
ima lit ’em up, yeah
[verse 2: ursxnly]
wait, wait, wait
brother in the kitchen, whipping and serving, got b-tches on him he do this sh-t
we come around, these n-gg-s be b-tching, these n-gg-s be p-ss-es, some female sh-t
thought we was vool, thought we was vool
why you set me up n sh-t?
i’m too smooth, i’m too smooth
f-ck around fish yo b-tch
finally got the cheque, didn’t do nothing but make some songs and sh-t
finally got the guap, didn’t have nothing had to sell my soul and sh-t
finally got the cat, i let my nuts out then i hit that b-tch
no i can’t stop, ima go hard till i get a brick house and sh-t
[refrain: ursxnly]
ooh, wait
how you do this sh-t?
what? what?
how you do this sh-t?
what? what?
how you do that thing?
huh? b-tch, i do this sh-t
[refrain: streetz & ursxnly]
this flow will make ’em testify
like a school teacher make you testify
where i’m from boy its homicide
its bittersweet so ain’t nothing sweet
i’ma vegan boy, you can’t give me beef
she not a vegan girl, so she can get the meat
she gon’ get to meet, if she can take the meat
she gon testify if i testify, ima make her breed
ima make her bleed, she gon roll the weed
ima take the lead, ima take the lead
ima bust a nut, ima bust a nut
ima make her eat b-tch , ooh, wait
ima make her eat, yuh
ayy, ayy, ayy, wait
[verse 3: ursxnly & streetz]
ooh, always walk around with a tool (tool, tool)
tryna play me boy i’m no fool (fool, fool)
they don’t want my temper, hot, new (new, wait)
so i keep it cool (cool)
got a short temper (yeah)
i don’t need no mental
it’s all fake love
you don’t mess contenders (uh)
yuh, ayy
what’chu doin man, thats my -?-
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