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Correct Guillotine Flow Lyrics
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Big K.R.I.T.
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Correct Guillotine Flow
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You geekin’ huh? You geekin’ huh? You geekin’ huh? You geekin’ huh? Eh nigga this that guillotine flow I’mma cut them niggas down, shorty, anything goes Wasn't none of them niggas around, shorty Now I’m on my king shit, C.R.E.A.M. shit Eagle wing shit, bubble a high beam shit Give ‘em that dope that fiends get 5 star flow, been a while since I done bossed up Round table talkin’ I’m seasoned so put the salt up Get crossed up, I’m Crawford, you awful, give the ball up We all in, no fallen’, from that platform, got tossed up Like sit here, don’t worry about these others If I let you push that foreign with fins that mean I love you Put that shit to heart, played my part, 'til my closet's Noah’s ark Gator toes, fox and furs, matching belt, life is hard So I hit the strip money making KRIT Used to bang for a block, now I’m on my acre shit 40 and a mule, anything else minuscule I ain’t asking for your plate, I just wanna be full Shorty cause this that guillotine flow I’mma cut them niggas down shorty, anything goes Wasn't none of them niggas around, shorty Now I’m on my king shit, C.R.E.A.M. shit Eagle wing shit, bubble a high beam shit Give ‘em that dope that fiends get You geekin’ huh? You geekin’ huh? You geekin’ huh? Yea you geekin’ huh? Serve it like some hubbers on the corners To them geekers and them freakers and them stoners That fiend for that very moment Brakes were screeching like sneakers but the speakers Was beating so loud nobody could peep it They double back like “what you sold me?” This shit here OG for the low-low, I can’t go forth without Paying you more though cause I’m oh-oh-oh-oh-oh so high That’s what I hear a lot but my product is real rock Nirvana with the ear throb, if you need more you should try Never stepped on upper echelon with the fire Now run along, keep the line moving Cause there’s more folks that wanna buy And we got that, never sold out, can’t hold back supply Unless you searching for that wack shit, I ain’t that type of guy Shorty cause this that guillotine flow I’mma cut them niggas down shorty, anything goes Wasn't none of them niggas around, shorty Now I’m on my king shit, C.R.E.A.M. shit Eagle wing shit, bubble a high beam shit Give ‘em that dope that fiends get You geekin’ huh? You geekin’ huh? You geekin’ huh? Yea you geekin’ huh? Rapsody, show me off like a trophy Five finger rap a nigga but now I’m Kobe I been lying low key but niggas been in the media I know your life story without looking up Wikipedia It costs a lot to be famous Words don’t break bones but that don’t mean they ain’t painless Steel sharpen steel but I don’t know if it’s stainless Conversations with the older guys laying the game thick Came in the game like Jameis on some fucker shit Niggas ain't immortal, but living like fuck a bucket list Became famous, get money, spend it on rubber tits The real niggas I know all respectin’ the real shit That’s the media, mama ain’t raise an idiot Hollered at the Doc and my niggas is like “is you kidding me?” Yea, game respect game, just promise when the fame come nigga, you won’t ever change I’m in this Cam’ron pink, I look good in these streets don’t I? Niggas talk shit like a nigga won’t pull up on ‘em You know where I be, talkin’ Common rappin’ bout corners I’m the black storm trooper all the whites folks mad at Don’t like female rappers? You only mad you can’t bag that Fuck you and your homeboy, security got ‘em You want a rebound you better holler at Rodman Need a dentist for that bullshit you talkin’ homie You know I keep a new flow if you feelin’ tender on it Hotline bling and ain’t nobody answering your calls How meek of you niggas not to answer me at all, I feel a way But the album comin’ so I’ll save it for another day Calling me Rapsody, ain’t no Tigger though Shouts to my left coast niggas out on Figueroa To make it spark I ain’t need a trigger or a milli yo All I ever needed was a trill guillotine flow Shorty cause this that guillotine flow I'mma cut them niggas down shorty, anything goes Wasn't none of them niggas around, shorty Shorty now I’m on my queen shit, C.R.E.A.M. shit Eagle wing shit, bubble a high beam shit Give ‘em that dope that fiends get You geekin’ huh? You geekin’ huh? You geekin’ huh? You geekin’ huh?
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