lirik lagu working on dying & quadie diesel – cedric benson
[hook]
tight like tension, cedric benson
got a mask and a sword like i’m fencin’
i just made 20 bands in your trenches
dope and the xans, that be f~ckin’ up they senses
i be on some zen sh~t, i don’t repent sh~t
wanna get high, we gon see how far a pitch get
f~ckin with my whole d~ck, she throw a hoe fit
a thousand o’s, b~tch, i don’t need no b~tch
[verse 1]
new dope in, smellin’ like a whole fish
new f&n, he about to throw sh~t
i [?] these b~tches like it’s hocus pocus
ooh, yeah, still tryna focus
the way she suck it it look like she smokе it
i’m in her bum, like a cold, runny noses
tragic, hiroshima morphinе~a
i’m hittin’ b~tches like all they names tina
i f~ck a b~tch with a [?] femur
i give a b~tch codeine like it’s cleaner
i did parlay and i bet i could tease her
ar’s on me like [?]
one more and i’ma leave her
i get the black and white just like a lemur
i’m selling clean, but it’s hot, like it’s steaming
i put my team on your thot, she a [?]
i give a [?] from general
all i do is hit your goal like a receiver
she gonna [?] like a dentist
nibble, uh, nibble, lil’ baby, to tease me
i took the top off like [?]
i keep a log like the angry beavers
[hook]
tight like tension, cedric benson
got a mask and a sword like i’m fencin’
i just made 20 bands in your trenches
dope and the xans, that be f~ckin’ up they senses
i be on some zen sh~t, i don’t repent sh~t
wanna get high, we gon see how far a pitch get
f~ckin with my whole d~ck, she throw a hoe fit
a thousand o’s, b~tch, i don’t need no b~tch
[verse 2]
$1,000 in, that’s a truckload, b~tch
they’ll shoot, whatever you do, trap open
everybody copin, cold like, cold like, cold like [?]
all white coats, saint nick, like christmas
i would never kiss a bad b~tch like tristan
never had a “been had, has been”
coupe the color of asprin
[?] just like actavis
know i’m on that b~tch, just like clay, just like cash is
know i told that b~tch, “you can’t stay, get your ass!”
know i told my chef, “it’s fillet on my bass!’
when i’m in miami, set, i stay with the flag
when i’m in l.a., it’s 200 on the dash
fettuccine fast, ooh yeah, straight gas
if you don’t pay, then parlay on your ass
yeah [?] aware, ooh, we don’t ever stare
it’s a lot of bad b~tches over here, lotta gurls
oh my god, switchin’ ass, ooh, yeah, musical chairs
oh my god, bus pass, ooh, this sh~t just ain’t fair
i got molly, i got glass, make my trap look like claire
in them folly’s, i bust ass, i get green, like a pear
[hook]
tight like tension, cedric benson
got a mask and a sword like i’m fencin’
i just made 20 bands in your trenches
dope and the xans, that be f~ckin’ up they senses
i be on some zen sh~t, i don’t repent sh~t
wanna get high, we gon see how far a pitch get
f~ckin with my whole d~ck, she throw a hoe fit
a thousand o’s, b~tch, i don’t need no b~tch
[outro]
i’m working on dying
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