- Shy Glizzy Panicking 歌詞
- Shy Glizzy
- (Sonny Digital)
Young Jefe, homes
(I get my work from the Nacro)
I fell asleep beside this *****
With all my jewelry on (Oh)
I wake up and I get into a different zone (Oh-oh-oh)
My ***** keep dialin me,
Telling me Im gon be alone (Oh)
If two wrongs dont make a right,
Two rights dont make a wrong
Tired of talkin to my ******
Through them telephones (Brrt, brrt)
Waitin on them damn appeals,
That s**t, it take too long (Goddamn)
Bond and that Biscotti,
That be my cologne (Goddamn, goddamn)
She let me feel all on her body
When her man aint home (Ooh)
And you aint gotta ask me where them hittas at (Uh)
You know I be deep in the jungle
With them guerillas, yeah, yeah (Aw)
Little SoundCloud rappers like to mimic, yeah
Thats a really good gimmick,
Better stick to that (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yall was laughing at dawg, now he the man again (Yeah)
Them b *****s on his ****,
He gettin bands again (Bands, bands)
Time to get at them ******,
They shot yo mans again (Oh )
He got hit with the Glizzy,
Started panickin (Pow, pow, pow, pow)
These ******, they be dressin off the mannequin (Yeah)
They get caught in a jam
And they start panickin (Damn)
You cant stand that *****,
Yo ***** a fan of him (Goddamn Goddamn)
And every time she see him,
She start panickin (Oh)
Say she undecided, love her other ***** (What?)
I put that **** inside, she say,
'**** that *****' (What?What?)
You dont have to call, I hit that Usher with her
Trey Seven til I fall, and *****,
We clutch the trigger (Trey Sev)
Soon she see them big bags,
Then she get excited (Get excited)
These ****** big and bad until they get indicted (Woah)
First, we switch to Tech s**t
And we get to slidin (Skrrt)
A hoodie and a mask, Im talkin block attire (Oh)
Tell my opp I got his *****,
She tryna give me neck ( Give me neck)
She say, 'I wanna feel something real
And he cant give me that' (Yeah)
Tell them ****** to save their breath
Cause we not hearin that (Shh)
No, Im not puttin none of my business
Out on the internet (No, no)
Yall was laughing at dawg,
Now he the man again (Ha-ha -ha)
Them b*****s on his ****,
He gettin bands again (Bands, bands, bands)
Time to get at them ******,
They shot yo mans again (Say what?)
He got hit with the Glizzy,
Started panickin (Pow, pow, pow, pow)
These ******, they be dressin off the mannequin (Goddamn)
They get caught in a jam
And they start panickin (Goddamn, goddamn)
You cant stand that *****,
Yo ***** a fan of him (Ship that)
And every time she see him,
She start panickin (Oh)
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