Tuxedo

Designer my head to my socks
Cash come through in fragile box
When i take my cut Know I boss like tux
Said if she fuck me good imma keep her
Might even cop her a golden glove
Bro coughed once when he took two puffs
Its 3 seconds he's on the floor
Shawty no wan fuck
Said she came with her men
So she gave head at the back of the Benz
And she came with one friend that's two of them
Or 3, I don't remember
Was Funke, was it shewa
Or funmi omolewa
They not gang, they not members

Speakers they go through the roof
If you don't believe hip Hop is back
You should take me as proof
My dawgies they bite never woof
See i got it covered like a book
Now you reading the truth
Flip it, i cash it, I stash it
I think the opps lurking
Silence, wait
Now Let's get to dumping
You not gang, you not member
Rapper rapper wannabe
You don't bang I got members
They got my back when e be
Fuck the accent I ain't rich
I made it straight off the streets
Shit I've seen I can't remember
Short term memory
Promoters asking my fee
Football boots know I've been in the field
Yea they know I've been a OG
Too sick like all my presidents
She bend back and pop it for me
Holding her waist you know I go deep
I ain't got a boner I just gotta pee
Now she's pissed and yelling at me

Designer my head to my socks
Cash come through in fragile box
When i take my cut Know I boss like tux
Said if she fuck me good imma keep her
Might even cop her a golden glove
Bro coughed once when he took two puffs
In 3 seconds his on the floor
Shawty no wan fuck
Said she came with her men
So she gave head at back of Benz
And she came with one friend that's two of them
Or 3, I don't remember
Was Funke, was it shewa
Or funmi omolewa
They not gang, they not members

You not gang you not member
Been in the field like C.O.D
AK117 and my Kevlar
Got my back when he be
Design drugs in my purse
The Molly came Louis V
She don't want to work, she want scammers
So I pass her off to my gee
You think cos you wrap you can roll with me
You can cash out still wont ball with me
Came balling in the game turned to a referee
Nikes, best believe
I can't be checked Tho they checking for me
Bro brought packs of loud and gin
This a classic let it spin
Mr fantastic, Mr Boombastic
Mr came fast and captured the scene
Back to back with the thing
I can't slack, relax or give in
Bro came back for that like a fiend
What would rap be like without me?

Designer my head to my socks
Cash come through in fragile box
When i take my cut Know I boss like tux
Said if she fuck me good imma keep her
Might even cop her a golden glove
Bro coughed once when he took two puffs
Its 3 seconds he's on the floor
Shawty no wan fuck
Said she came with her men
So she gave head at the back of the Benz
And she came with one friend that's two of them
Or 3, I don't remember
Was Funke, was it shewa
Or funmi omolewa
They not gang, they not members



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Writer(s): Tosin Atandare
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