Top of Yo Lungs

You can rest your lungs for now
But just while I speak

Peazy B on the track
So it was written
Thought I'd come soft like a newborn kitten
Told em all I retired
Thought I failed on my mission
But how you fail to realize ya girls' never missing
I'm born out of a stove
Hot in hells kitchen
No femcees around
Man them folks was just tripping
I was lowriding the West
Out just dipping
After chilling with Stevie
I'm so tied like a ribbon, in the sky
The Baby stay fly
Only ropes, dookie chains
Setting trends on the high
Got em feeling buzzed
Yea I got you on a high
Look into my eyes
I'm a beast in a disguise
Just keep your eyes on the prize
The newest teacher in the district, yes I
Only if you can read between the lines
Now every person scream til your lungs get dry

Scream at the top of your lungs
You gonna love what I done
All them haters can just run
Outta here cause I got it baby
Yea I got it baby
Said I got it baby
Yea I got it baby
I got it baby

Now bring it back down
Let em chill for a second
Don't wanna lose em now
Not at all in a second
Tell that young man ring my phone in a second
Bet it be buzzing in the middle while I'm wrecking
Brrr Brr
Hold on a while Daddy
Tryna get these girls sprung on ya girl badly
Wonder who they'd chase if the mammy never had me
If I wasn't clean like Jess wonder would they still have me
Yea I'm clean but now only with the fits
That's the way I drip
Keep it fitted with the Miss
Done caused a misdemeanor like I'm chilling with the Miss
He never let us run so I sealed it with a kiss
Yea I stole this with a pop
Now ya see what's been missing all ya life
What you mean they told us to keep quiet?
Everybody get loud til yo throat get tired

Scream at the top of your lungs
You gonna love what I done
All them haters can just run
Outta here cause I got it baby
Yea I got it baby
Said I got it baby
Yea I got it baby
I got it baby

Cause I'm the miggidy miggigy mack ma
Yo just try me
Feel I can't see then just fold blind me
Saying it go hard when really I'm taking it lightly
Some of them try to rhyme but they can't rhyme like me
Ha, and I be Peazy Babe
New kid in this town and got em all amazed
One of the baddest things on the streets these days
Just pass me the rock and watch thee fade away
Hey, how you doing over there?
Need to see yours and yours hands in the air
When you see a fine younging
Shake your derriere
Got em speaking in tongues
Bout to say a prayer like

Scream at the top of your lungs
You gonna love what I done
All them haters can just run
Outta here cause I got it baby
Yea I got it baby
Said I got it baby
Yea I got it baby
I got it baby



Credits
Writer(s): Pamela Burnett
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