letra de 5th period - a-roc & bläzé
[verse 1: a-roc]
bad b-tch with me and she’s badder than yours
pull the magic stick out
bad b-tch with me and she’s badder than yours
pull the magic stick out
& then she do me like ch0r-s
we just stuntin’ on you hoes
& sh-t on n-ggas when we bored
rappers say they’re at the top
well we’re the neighbors next door
i’m just sayin’ we ain’t playin’
goin’ harder than before
feel like i ain’t got enough money so i came back for more
if you didn’t notice my house i can give yo’ -ss a tour
every day my team ball but who the f-ck is keepin’ score
i got my mind up on my money, money sittin on my mind
another n-gga ask for a beat i tell that n-gga get in that line
cause i got what you rappers need
it’s f-ck you and y’o pretty please
i put ketchup on any beat
even put it on enemies
& i eat ’em for energy
then i’m makin’ ’em history
got d-mnit they on my mojo
go tell ’em there mini me’s
& my bars are infinity
off that kush and that hennesy
i left, from sonnin’ these n-ggas
hope my children remember me
i’m a winner by any means but you losers would love my place
got big lips cause my punchlines keep on punchin’ me in my face
i’m superman where’s my cape
oh, i had it since the beginning
there mad cause my team is winning
more mad cause my verse is ending
bye
[verse 2: bläzé]
hotter than the pavement in the summer
she said what’s the lesson plan
& my plan is to put em under
i plan to be number one
so that’s why im k!llin’ another
your average is 0 for one
cause your average and over none
hit the books, right before they book but i tell ’em they ‘sposed to run
to the back
& while we makin it from scratch
these n-ggas ain’t scratchin the surface
these n-ggas crack under pressure before they waaaiitt
& i serve ’em and leave ’em worthless
my purpose to give ’em virgins
i’m certain servin up no f-cks
to you p-ssy n-ggas, that dont f-ck
if you can’t deal, then fold up
i’m so on, you so what ?
you so what ?, shiiit, like you rappin’ outta yo’ -ss n-gga
might of got an a but i ain’t never been p-ssed n-gga
& if she try’na lay-up , i’m takin hoes to the basket
i go nuts on each track & y’all witness a elephant crashin
into a train, then i get brain
got so many flows i’m a kampus
i’m high man when i land i leave the rest of ’em stranded
goodbye man tell ya momma & ya fatha you’se a goner
every b-tch’ll go to heaven dawg so let me do the honors
don’t k!ll’em ?, that’s like sayin don’t sweat it in a sauna
ima take a period and tell my checks to hold the commas [boww]
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