Splinter Cell

I told em I'm taking (take em)
And I up my pain and up my payment
Tryna see yo bitch naked
Shine shine like a laser
Shine shine like a saber
So many colors like fantasia
And I lean with it bitch
And I rock the robe like the geisha
Can you take it out cause I be spazzin (spazzin)
Can you take the liquor out cause boy I can't stand anymore (stand)
(Skrrt) yea I work a nine to five but that don't mean I don't be trippin (skkrrt)
Come out with the goons
Holy cow with the beef I'm getting
Bitch I'm not nice (mo-)
Hoe whats your vice (-tion)
Cause I got percs
And some pussy that's tight
Now and some pussy that's tight
Yea some pussy that's tight
Yea
Bitch I got percs and some pussy that's tight

(Let's go)
Make that shift (go get that money man)
Then roll that spliff (huh)
Take em to the journey to the top (okay)
And tell em what it is (quit playing with me boy)
I'm on my shit (huh)
Outside and lit (say what)
I'm rolling riding downtown (on my mama)
With my niggs
I'm rolling nugs (that's on everything)
Then call my plug (uh huh)
This music shit can be addictive like some fuckin drugs (oh yea yea)
Been saving up (what)
To get up off this bus (what they doing)
We came up from the mud and goin places way up above (that's right, that's right)
And it's all love (what)
When you see us up (damn)
They finna know who went all in no giving up (skrrt, skrrt)
Everyday I'm on a mission to get paid (yea, yea)
Grindin fo so many motherfucking days

Yeti of the serengeti
Roaming in the night
Creeping looking for a fight
Bout to fuck up on your wife
I've been pushing hella weight
I've been choppin hella blades
Should been barber
The way I'm handing out these fades
Run up on a fucking opp
Spill out all his fucking guts (ahh)
Smoking on that boof pack
But it smells like a skunk
Laser on my pistol
Splinter cell motorola
With the rumble pack controller
Sizzurp poed up in my soda (poed up in my soda)



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Pierce
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