Erica Kane
(It's the Speaker Knockerz)
Erica Kane all you niggas and bitches my children I'm countin' cash chillin'
If he run up, tell his family "Good riddance"
I'd kill a civilian, bitch fuck your opinion
I took his hoe and then beat up the kitten
She gave me brain, I'ma pay her tuition
I'm at the top, so I guess I'm the villain
Niggas claim flows, but they didn't invent it
Got all this dope runnin' laps through my system
Plot on a nigga like, "Damn, they might miss him"
Niggas is crazy with all of this snitchin'
Free all the real niggas locked up in prison
You ain't my bitch, so lil' bitch, why you bitchin'?
I'm a magician, make niggas go missin'
Cut a bitch off, and she start actin' different
Think I'm Jet Li all this money I'm flippin'
Erica Kane
Erica Kane
These niggas is all of my children, I'm Erica Kane
Erica Kane
E-Erica Kane
I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm Erica Kane
Erica Kane
E-Erica Kane
These niggas is all of my children, I'm Erica Kane
Erica Kane
E-E-Erica Kane
I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm Erica Kane
Erica, oh Erica
Why these niggas think they doin somethin'?
When these niggas ain't really doin' nothin'
You get shot for tryna' prove somethin'
Always keep this shit one hunna' (hunna')
Better think twice before you run up (run up)
Bitch say she ain't tryin to turn up (turn up)
Kick the bitch out no punter (punter)
Never will I hold my head down (head down)
Still make the shot through the foul (foul)
Nigga got too much mouth (much mouth)
Now his forehead inside out (Inside out)
I got black on black inside out (Inside out)
I got hella' racks in my house (my house)
Lil' pussy nigga better pipe down (pipe down)
Got a automatic on me right now (right now)
I can tell he goin' through a drought (through a drought)
I be grindin' 'til sundown (sundown)
I can teach you boys how to count (how to count)
Nigga you my son now (son now)
Erica Kane
Erica Kane
These niggas is all of my children, I'm Erica Kane
Erica Kane
E-Erica Kane
I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm Erica Kane
Erica Kane
E-Erica Kane
These niggas is all of my children, I'm Erica Kane
Erica Kane
E-E-Erica Kane
I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm Erica Kane
Erica, oh Erica
Why these niggas think they doin' somethin'?
When these niggas ain't really doin' nothin'
You get shot for tryna' prove somethin'
Erica Kane all you niggas and bitches my children I'm countin' cash chillin'
If he run up, tell his family "Good riddance"
I'd kill a civilian, bitch fuck your opinion
I took his hoe and then beat up the kitten
She gave me brain, I'ma pay her tuition
I'm at the top, so I guess I'm the villain
Niggas claim flows, but they didn't invent it
Got all this dope runnin' laps through my system
Plot on a nigga like, "Damn, they might miss him"
Niggas is crazy with all of this snitchin'
Free all the real niggas locked up in prison
You ain't my bitch, so lil' bitch, why you bitchin'?
I'm a magician, make niggas go missin'
Cut a bitch off, and she start actin' different
Think I'm Jet Li all this money I'm flippin'
Erica Kane
Erica Kane
These niggas is all of my children, I'm Erica Kane
Erica Kane
E-Erica Kane
I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm Erica Kane
Erica Kane
E-Erica Kane
These niggas is all of my children, I'm Erica Kane
Erica Kane
E-E-Erica Kane
I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm Erica Kane
Erica, oh Erica
Why these niggas think they doin somethin'?
When these niggas ain't really doin' nothin'
You get shot for tryna' prove somethin'
Always keep this shit one hunna' (hunna')
Better think twice before you run up (run up)
Bitch say she ain't tryin to turn up (turn up)
Kick the bitch out no punter (punter)
Never will I hold my head down (head down)
Still make the shot through the foul (foul)
Nigga got too much mouth (much mouth)
Now his forehead inside out (Inside out)
I got black on black inside out (Inside out)
I got hella' racks in my house (my house)
Lil' pussy nigga better pipe down (pipe down)
Got a automatic on me right now (right now)
I can tell he goin' through a drought (through a drought)
I be grindin' 'til sundown (sundown)
I can teach you boys how to count (how to count)
Nigga you my son now (son now)
Erica Kane
Erica Kane
These niggas is all of my children, I'm Erica Kane
Erica Kane
E-Erica Kane
I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm Erica Kane
Erica Kane
E-Erica Kane
These niggas is all of my children, I'm Erica Kane
Erica Kane
E-E-Erica Kane
I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm sonin' these niggas, I'm Erica Kane
Erica, oh Erica
Why these niggas think they doin' somethin'?
When these niggas ain't really doin' nothin'
You get shot for tryna' prove somethin'
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Writer(s): Derek Mcallister Jr.
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