From The Streets
It should be quick, it should be quick, 5 o'clock
Leave that on there, we love it, we love it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Looks that kill, know I'ma eat, bitch, I'm from the street
Authentic and brown, god damn, that hoe elite
Looks that kill, know I'ma eat, bitch, I'm from the street
Authentic and brown, god damn, that hoe elite
Can't stand a capper, niggas be pussy, real fugazi
Talkin' bout them sticks and drums
Wouldn't take candy from a baby, damn
All my niggas died before they time
Bro then lost his best friends, gotta another dime to hug they moms
Feel like Pac,all eyes on me and I got the juice
When I hit the balls, ima make sure to hit the gooch
Hate a ugly group of bitches, duck, duck, goose
He know I'm about my paper and my shit ain't never loose
When it come to respect, die and kill for it
Do hair need a billboard
Need songs on charts of billboards
Properties, call me Ms. Land Lord
Chess not checkers, can't a rap bitch ruffle my feathers
Stackin' up pape like Tetris
Necesito dinero, like I got a Abuela
Looks that killa, know I'ma eat, bitch, I'm from the street
Authentic and brown, god damn, that hoe elite
Looks that kill, know I'ma eat, bitch, I'm from the street
Authentic and brown, god damn, that hoe elite
Y'all just hoppin' off the porch, bitch, I been off
Been runnin' up the cash since a kid, yeah, I been raw
Look in the mirror at this thin-nong
My niggas say I'm perfect, I fell for him and his ding-dong
She think she fuckin' with me, she a ding-dong dipsy
Make my nigga do it to you like I'm Gypsy
High as fuck, carefree, I'm a fuckin' hippie
Don't like him shakin' hips, but I like him with the blicky-blicky
That blicky-blicky-blicky
That blicky-blicky-blicky
That blicky-blicky-blicky
That blicky-blicky-blicky
That blicky-blicky-blicky
Looks that kill, know I'ma eat, bitch, I'm from the street
Authentic and brown, god damn, that hoe elite
Looks that kill, know I'ma eat, bitch, I'm from the street
Authentic and brown, god damn, that hoe elite
That blicky-blicky-blicky
With that blicky-blicky
That blicky-blicky-blicky
Yea
Leave that on there, we love it, we love it
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Looks that kill, know I'ma eat, bitch, I'm from the street
Authentic and brown, god damn, that hoe elite
Looks that kill, know I'ma eat, bitch, I'm from the street
Authentic and brown, god damn, that hoe elite
Can't stand a capper, niggas be pussy, real fugazi
Talkin' bout them sticks and drums
Wouldn't take candy from a baby, damn
All my niggas died before they time
Bro then lost his best friends, gotta another dime to hug they moms
Feel like Pac,all eyes on me and I got the juice
When I hit the balls, ima make sure to hit the gooch
Hate a ugly group of bitches, duck, duck, goose
He know I'm about my paper and my shit ain't never loose
When it come to respect, die and kill for it
Do hair need a billboard
Need songs on charts of billboards
Properties, call me Ms. Land Lord
Chess not checkers, can't a rap bitch ruffle my feathers
Stackin' up pape like Tetris
Necesito dinero, like I got a Abuela
Looks that killa, know I'ma eat, bitch, I'm from the street
Authentic and brown, god damn, that hoe elite
Looks that kill, know I'ma eat, bitch, I'm from the street
Authentic and brown, god damn, that hoe elite
Y'all just hoppin' off the porch, bitch, I been off
Been runnin' up the cash since a kid, yeah, I been raw
Look in the mirror at this thin-nong
My niggas say I'm perfect, I fell for him and his ding-dong
She think she fuckin' with me, she a ding-dong dipsy
Make my nigga do it to you like I'm Gypsy
High as fuck, carefree, I'm a fuckin' hippie
Don't like him shakin' hips, but I like him with the blicky-blicky
That blicky-blicky-blicky
That blicky-blicky-blicky
That blicky-blicky-blicky
That blicky-blicky-blicky
That blicky-blicky-blicky
Looks that kill, know I'ma eat, bitch, I'm from the street
Authentic and brown, god damn, that hoe elite
Looks that kill, know I'ma eat, bitch, I'm from the street
Authentic and brown, god damn, that hoe elite
That blicky-blicky-blicky
With that blicky-blicky
That blicky-blicky-blicky
Yea
Credits
Writer(s): Ayana Green
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