Floyd's Dojo
Ima Go get bread, I'm golden
Hoes they know him
Slow bucks, No
I give her pole like the totem pole, foes
Couldn't box wit me wit slow blows
Ball like bol bol, but she calling me noL noL, hold up
Hoes wan fuck and toe touch, smoke blunts
Until we turn to coal & fold up, bro
Why these bitches always on my nuts
Why these bitches always want my runtz
Ima smoke dope, lungs black, drums stacked
Gotta make a comeback, smoking on a joint
On point like thumbtack
Grams in the book-bag, Fam said I look sad
I ain't have no bread, so I got it & I took that
I can't even sleep, I can't even take a cat nap
Flex first move then I hit him with a snatch back
Ever get crossed? Ima hit em wit a flashback
Ima get these 100s, bet I run it like a halfback
Got a problem, I resolve it
Might dissolve em
She was raw, she dusty now
Get hit, need guaze
So put ya guard up, it's the Parliament
Niggas could touch me now
Got that Floyd, avoid the touch
They can't avoid the punch, bam
Deploy the pump, damn...
Pointer... this is for u niggas looking broke
Don't joke or lay down
Cus u need to get ya coins up
Floyd ina dojo, flow so swift
Hoes know me, got em doing pogo tricks
Ima OD, mojo sick, those notes hits
In go mode... they like NoL so different
I been spazzing, I'm jus tryna get cabbage up
These nigga others gabage, I'm jus tryna live it lavish
Run it up jus like it's madden, Ima go & bust them sales
100 bucks up in my jacket, I don't got no time for chatting
Ima get it in the mail, move fast, they snails
Flew past, new gas, new deals for the sale
Flew past u, this dude never trail
Ima blaze my path, this dude never fail
Dame... CJ, I'm in the game
Jumpshot Melo bitch I couldn't be contained
NoL still cookin like the stove in the rain
Hopping in a plane, cus I couldn't be plain
Got a problem, I resolve it
Might dissolve em
She was raw, she dusty now
Get hit, need gauze
So put ya guard up, it's the Parliament
Niggas could touch me now
Got that Floyd, avoid the touch
They can't avoid the punch, bam
Deploy the pump, damn...
Pointer... this is for u niggas looking broke
Don't joke or lay down
Cus u need to get ya coins up
Hoes they know him
Slow bucks, No
I give her pole like the totem pole, foes
Couldn't box wit me wit slow blows
Ball like bol bol, but she calling me noL noL, hold up
Hoes wan fuck and toe touch, smoke blunts
Until we turn to coal & fold up, bro
Why these bitches always on my nuts
Why these bitches always want my runtz
Ima smoke dope, lungs black, drums stacked
Gotta make a comeback, smoking on a joint
On point like thumbtack
Grams in the book-bag, Fam said I look sad
I ain't have no bread, so I got it & I took that
I can't even sleep, I can't even take a cat nap
Flex first move then I hit him with a snatch back
Ever get crossed? Ima hit em wit a flashback
Ima get these 100s, bet I run it like a halfback
Got a problem, I resolve it
Might dissolve em
She was raw, she dusty now
Get hit, need guaze
So put ya guard up, it's the Parliament
Niggas could touch me now
Got that Floyd, avoid the touch
They can't avoid the punch, bam
Deploy the pump, damn...
Pointer... this is for u niggas looking broke
Don't joke or lay down
Cus u need to get ya coins up
Floyd ina dojo, flow so swift
Hoes know me, got em doing pogo tricks
Ima OD, mojo sick, those notes hits
In go mode... they like NoL so different
I been spazzing, I'm jus tryna get cabbage up
These nigga others gabage, I'm jus tryna live it lavish
Run it up jus like it's madden, Ima go & bust them sales
100 bucks up in my jacket, I don't got no time for chatting
Ima get it in the mail, move fast, they snails
Flew past, new gas, new deals for the sale
Flew past u, this dude never trail
Ima blaze my path, this dude never fail
Dame... CJ, I'm in the game
Jumpshot Melo bitch I couldn't be contained
NoL still cookin like the stove in the rain
Hopping in a plane, cus I couldn't be plain
Got a problem, I resolve it
Might dissolve em
She was raw, she dusty now
Get hit, need gauze
So put ya guard up, it's the Parliament
Niggas could touch me now
Got that Floyd, avoid the touch
They can't avoid the punch, bam
Deploy the pump, damn...
Pointer... this is for u niggas looking broke
Don't joke or lay down
Cus u need to get ya coins up
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Writer(s): Noel Jones
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