Good Chat

From the land of fleur de lis where the pelicans play
Ya do me wrong, I'll have ya ass swimmin in pelican bay
Laker shit, shooters in my bubble

And he gotta helluva jay
Smoke one, coke whip windshield wit irregular
blades

Ima mix of Slick Rick and Ricky Williams
One eye open makin millions
While runnin up thru ya building
The sky the limit
I'm moon walkin on ya niggas
Smoove talk a bitch outta her time
Now she in her feelings

I'm back and im disgusting
I'm a young nigga yo bitch naturally wanna fuck with
Chill shit, kick my feet on a balcony gettin buckets
From a cloth you wasn't cut with
That ain't up for discussion

James Bond in a Nightrider coupe with roof missin
In a burnt orange bamboo suit, witta cute vixen
That do listen, golden gun tucked in my vest with 2 tickets
Straight to hell if you scuff up my wingtip end

When I get a bitch, I got a bitch, ya dig that?
You just a rest haven for hoes, that'll getcha wig capped
You act out I black out, no chat but niggas will snap
So watch the hands of the niggas that you give dap, dig that?

I'm back and im disgusting
I'm a young nigga yo bitch naturally wanna fuck with
Chill shit, kick my feet on a balcony gettin buckets
From a cloth you wasn't cut with
That ain't up for discussion



Credits
Writer(s): Roy Handy
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link