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Correct Basquiat & Rocko Lyrics
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[Intro:] Shout out SA-Town and Sac-Town Fuck what a nigga think he know about me Shout out my nigga Esta Thrill Woop! Woop! Woop! Shiiiii! Woop! Woop! Woop! Aye! [Verse 1:] I ride slow my eyes low Chief like I'm Squanto Keep cheese chips cilantro My bank roll on nachos Don't chase after these tacos Yanagida and panchos Showin out like a car show Custom rims by Modacco On my G-Nex, hi ho I don't never text back, I know It's amusing to have your mind blown In that small skirt where your thighs show She plays games like Iko Eidos and I'm through with you And bitch you would be too if you knew what this game would do to you Them ain't diamonds them rhinestones But this nigga gettin' his shine on That ain't weed these pine cones But this nigga gettin' his grind on They know the kind of shit I'm on Record deals with no typos Hatin niggas I sneeze on They allergenic, hypo Nikes, hype ass, hype beast, hype ass I might eat, I might fast But I do what I feel I'm like that And them commentators don't like that Fuck you bitch who the fuck is you And nigga you would say some shit like that too Just look at all the bullsit I been through [Chorus] I make thousands every show I make thousands every month I turn up when I get drunk I write verses every blunt If you tell me what you need I can go get you the front I make thousands every verse I write verses every blunt I been doing my thing Ain't nothing new Been in this shit 2002 Put it down for my crew we good You don't know what this game can do to you I been doing my thing Ain't nothing new Been in this shit 2002 Put it down for my town My crew Still look at all the bullshit I've been through [Verse 2] Ew I feel posterized They blackmail like I'm supposed to cry Like I post a reply I never do Just keep grinding and go for mines Drive myself I chauffeur mines You niggas ain't know you supposed to grind? Last year I hit the whole coast with mine This year I'm finna turn coach with mine From damn green to bad teams Bad checks and bad dreams To bad weed and hashish Bad bitch with ass cheeks My best days was last week Turned up like the control My guapo on bank I feel like basquiat and rocko Flacko Mos Def Aesop Rock flow Who is that? Want beef? I turn that shit into pot roast Gazpacho cold blooded You lease On nothing You niggas Know nothing Always Ho fronting Grow something, roll something, light something, smoke something My party they throwing up Just me and my team they go for nothing South Sac, North Sac My niggas act like we born in a zoo Keep it real my nigga you would too Look at all the bullshit I've been through [Chorus]
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