letra de yucca - meyhem lauren & harry fraud
[intro: meyhem lauren]
yo, fraud what up man? i’m downstairs. yeah, finish smokin’ while you up there man. don’t burn in the whip, i got that thing on me. probably ain’t gon’ use it though. like if i bumps heads with these n-ggas i got a swordfish in the back. i’ma just hold it by the tail and slap these n-ggas across the face man. these n-ggas is built like velvet. they real p-ssy but you know i gotta be on defence man, defence wins games [?]
(la música de harry fraud)
[verse: meyhem lauren]
harry fraud keeps his brain waxed like a piece of yucca
after he scatters the [?]
parked thе whip then we post up [?]
try to bag a cougar, the practicе [?]
some cross town beef sh-t got me driving with the rueger
but can never stop this flow ’cause i’m a shaker and a mover
try to get that by all means
fly really gotta rep right for all queens, live n-gga
still posted on the corner then some n-ggas came through
one was givin’ me the screw face like i’m f-ckin’ his boo
i ain’t wet that, i probably was
[?] on the corner and they probably fuzz, i fall back
throw shade like a straw hat
don’t get your jaw tapped
n-ggas is all wack, i spit the raw rap
plus i live that sh-t that i be talking
my footwear is worth a fortune
i’m a free man like [?]
aimless when i’m holding the stainless
but in this double lifestyle i’m ’bout to be famous
back to the [?] now we inside shots of patron
[?] i’m stuck like knots in a comb, the room spinning
[?] happy thanksgiving
next scene b-tch [?]
thinking of myself, oh sh-t i’m a don
getting milked by a milf, oh sh-t it’s your mom
keep my cash in the bank, get my work on the arm
workable charm until i’m eighty and the henny drop
giving b-tches half my age orthopedic c-ck
velcro sneakers, chest smelling like vicks
that’ll be my resume f-ckin’ with chicks, uh
[?] on top of the bush
get you properly took if you properly shook
b-tches come through and they stop and they look, cuz
[?] audio got the block shaking
always keep dealers on deck, they speak haitian
fridge under the bed cutting boards on the mattress
rocking army shorts with everything, it never matches
[outro: meyhem lauren]
laurenovitch
sh-t, everyday i wake up
eat good, count something, touch something, bust something, punch something
n-gga we out here man
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