Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Not Now, artist - Blahzay Blahzay. Date of issue: 30.01.2006
Song language: English
Not Now |
| Yaw. |
| Feel this, feel this baby. |
| Uh, yaw, yaw. |
| Aiyyo y’all wanna talk dough? |
| I make you Limp like Bizkit |
| Pimps get twisted, turn simpletistic |
| Hustlers y’all been please helped, toast 'em and the cheese melt |
| Fuck wearing a seatbelt, better wear your heatbelt |
| When I blaze my private iron, you get dying like Saving Private Ryan |
| Momma crying, slugs flying |
| See we tote techs and broke necks |
| Shoot up a party then we jump behind the coat-checks |
| Who to your belong is, then we out, ??? |
| a G |
| I’m just like? |
| Bodymonster?, growing while you sleep, flowing while I speak |
| Giving corrosion, while y’all niggas is ruff riders |
| When Brooklyn straight Trojans |
| My first LP? |
| Cream from the beginning |
| Y’all just like Marl Berry, drop thirty, what y’all team ain’t winning |
| Like Gren Cook, went with the hook |
| Went with the jooks, all my men are crooks |
| Word to momma Snooks |
| Yaw, beat don’t fail me now |
| Show my glory, tell a story only hear in jail |
| Heat don’t fail me now |
| All that talk, we ain’t with it, anybody can get it |
| Feeds don’t fail me now |
| In the hood running like a beast, getting chased by police |
| You freaks can’t tell me how |
| I stay creeping on a weekend, bags stay sweaking |
| Police wanna statch niggas, 'cause we strong on stretch niggas |
| Like Brook-'Nam vet niggas |
| Not Slim Shady but Grim Grady, ever since the mid-eightie |
| Everything I did was crazy, sexing white girls looking Bo Derrick Ahada |
| 'Cause I get chips like I’m Erica Shrada, dunn-da-da |
| Communicate like beat with the cellies |
| Pulling sleepers in tellies, sleep deeper than Porelli’s |
| Credentials here, Diamond-dental still here, mental still here |
| DJ still here, folks spoke clear, rims pope with the glitter |
| Y’all better get ready is not a joke this year |
| When they miss me, 'cause what I bake make cornbread taste like cake |
| Icecream-cake,? |
| with cream and ice, my team is nice |
| Y’all don’t trouble me or trouble P |
| Y’all actors like on double U-P |
| Yeah. |
| four years later music more greater |
| Yaw what that? |
| What that, y’all can’t touch that |
| It’s still Blahzay. |
| y’all Blahzay |
| Y’all ain’t Blahzay, y’all better cop that Blahzay |