lirik lagu z-ro - i'm the shit
[verse 1: z-ro]
i think he mad cause he ain’t me
maybe cause they ain’t been buyin’ his sh-t lately
he performed for free, f-ck that, they gotta pay me
so tired of countin’ money
that’s how my everyday be (all motherf-ckin’ day)
instead of hatin’ on a player when you see one
maybe you should try to find out how to be one
cause all that hatin’ that you be doin’, that ain’t nothin’
you got your h’s confused
stop hatin’ hoe start hustlin’
lord knows i go in just like a curfew
ain’t gotta beat your -ss my success is what really hurt you
cause you a failure homie
so rotten i’m startin’ to smell ya homie
you ain’t sh-t i just had to tell ya homie
[chorus: z-ro]
b-tch, why you on my d-ck
raise up off my d-ck
you just sick cuz i’m gettin’ rich
you ain’t gettin’ sh-t
you should quit, you ain’t sellin’ sh-t
you irrelevant, i’m the sh-t
[verse 2: jhonni blaze]
b-tch wanna hold me down
i’ma always stay up
try to cop my style
oh ya hear me now, yeah
i took a [?]
now ya fake smile when you see me, yeah
i’m swervin’ in your lane
h-town made me fame now
comin’ from nothin’, who ya kiddin’
basic b-tches press on how i’m livin’
they could pay for everything you got
actin’ like you bossed up but we know you not
i just be gettin’ to the money
i’m so cool, i’m on the moon
i’m so on fire can’t cool me off
don’t need no n-gg- to tell me i’m poppin’
timmy timmy turner on my bullsh-t
got me feelin’ like i’m outta this world
got me feelin’ like a martian
never ever slow down, hold up now
let me tilt my crown
[chorus: z-ro]
b-tch, why you on my d-ck
raise up off my d-ck
you just sick cuz i’m gettin’ rich
you ain’t gettin’ sh-t
you should quit, you ain’t sellin’ sh-t
you irrelevant, i’m the sh-t
[verse 3: z-ro]
yeah, you signed so many contracts
who you be with?
you gon’ do what i don’t know, who you confusin’ me with?
here i go, there go your gun
my n-gg- can you reach it?
n-gg- you a b-tch victoria told me your secret
you a he-b-tch, got sucked in with them b-tches online
rapper dead and we all know ro did it
but ro really don’t mind (i don’t give a f-ck)
beat your eyebrows off your face boy
you must be outta your mind
i’m outside in your driveway
i see you peepin’ out of your blind
maserati doin’ donuts
and that’s just my wednesday car
too much money i’ma go nuts
you like d-mn i wish i could get that car
n-gg- don’t you drive a tow truck
final stop the car go and get that boy
call me out and i’ma show up
tell the ambulan’ go and get that boy
90,000 in my backseat
that’s my ruth chris money
you brought me your b-tch bread
i’ma hustla n-body do sh-t for me
i’m on my frank lucas sh-t
i’m givin’ all this sh-t away today
you hate a n-gg- that could help you pay your sh-t off layaway
[chorus: z-ro]
b-tch, why you on my d-ck
raise up off my d-ck
you just sick cuz i’m gettin’ rich
you ain’t gettin’ sh-t
you should quit, you ain’t sellin’ sh-t
you irrelevant, i’m the sh-t
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