Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Remember (Nigga We Made It), artist - Cassidy. Album song Don't Trust Anyone 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 25.01.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: mayhem
Song language: English
Remember (Nigga We Made It) |
Motherfuckers used to love us |
USED TO LOVE US |
You’re never gonna be |
You’re not now, and you niggas never was us |
REMEMBER? |
Motherfuckers used to love us |
REMEMBER? |
Motherfuckers used to love us |
I been had a buzz |
The streets been showing me mad love |
But none of you cats never had love |
Nowhere, so don’t go there, yeah |
REMEMBER? |
Motherfuckers used to love us |
REMEMBER? |
Motherfuckers used to love us |
Motherfuckers used to love us |
Used to love us |
Anytime we hit the club up |
Remember all the motherfucking chicks used to wanna kiss and hug us |
We used to pop models |
And pop bottles till the sun’s up |
And we would stink the club up like fuck the bouncers |
Roll the ounces of bud up |
And my ice can’t melt |
But if it could fucking fill a tub up |
You could take a bath in it |
And my safe filled up, got a whole lot of cash in it |
And they say time is money |
So I’m trying getting money every last minute |
If you a snake in the grass, get buried |
The cemetery got a lot of grass in it |
Say hello to the bad guy |
I’mma make cats cry when this rap is finished |
Cause in this rap business you shouldn’t try to be a good guy |
That’s bad business |
I’m with my wife and this groupie |
She can eat my wife coochie while I’m smashing it |
She look mean in them jeans |
But had a hard time tryin' to fit her ass in it |
I get T-O-P |
Then get more pussy than the O-B-G-Y-N |
But slide it condom style |
Even though I like it raw like O-D-B |
So when I H-I-T I’m gonna put the Magnum on |
Cause I ain’t trying to get H-I-V or A-I-D-S |
I’ll protect my dick |
This stick can move like the great Ali |
Aww |
Motherfuckers! |
I’m on my worst behavior |
Motherfuckers! |
This gonna hurt you haters |
Ayo, I’m on |
I play with them toys even though I’m grown (damn) |
So hold my phone |
And take pics for the fans |
I do it for the Gram, man |
I can hold my own |
I got security but still hold my chrome |
Real rap, that’s a fact |
Cats like (man i can’t call his bluff |
Somebody stole my phone) holmes |
I’m on my worst behavior |
This gonna hurt you haters |
Get your hate on |
They like Cassidy, he be straight drawn |
And he falling off like an Akon |
Why he remix Nicki Minaj track |
That Beyonce track and that Drake song |
But if you’re not a hater, you enjoy this shit |
Cause I remix it and destroy this shit |
Your boy is thick, I take broads down |
And knock walls down, I destroy the bitch |
They gonna remember my name forever |
But pain is pleasure, they enjoy the dick |
I’m about to drop this little broad off |
She ride shotgun like a sawn-off |
With her bra off, her titties out |
She used a pretty mouth to clean my balls off |
She took her draws off and played with the twat |
And got a kiss on top, I got scarred off |
She’s far to sucking till I started busting |
She used her tongue to clean it all up |
I crash tracks |
I’ll be spitting so much crack I’m pissing the law off |
So even rappers that’s atheists |
Be on their knees praying I fall off |
Motherfuckers used to love us |
USED TO LOVE US |
You’re never gonna be |
You’re not now, you niggas never was us |
REMEMBER? |
Motherfuckers used to love us |
REMEMBER? |
Motherfuckers used to love us |
I been had a buzz |
The streets been showing me mad love |
But none of you cats never had love |
Nowhere, so don’t go there, yeah |
REMEMBER? |
Motherfuckers used to love us |
REMEMBER? |
Motherfuckers used to love us |
This gonna hurt you haters, motherfuckers |
I’m on my worst behavior, motherfuckers |
This is gonna hurt you haters |
Man I told you man Cass spit the punchlines boi boi |
That shit was fire but I need to hear some more! |
I wanted success now I’m one of the best |
Yes I’m one of the greatest |
Put bastards in caskets or turn them to ashes |
You wanna get cremated |
Trunk you then dump you in one of them swamps |
Then leave you and feed you to one of them gators |
Fuck all you haters |
You fuckers should do me a favor |
And swallow a couple of razors |
I made it, they mentioned the greatest |
Them niggas not leaving me out |
I’m a spitter like Jigga when that nigga came out with reasonable doubt |
Your girl gave me head, fucked your girl on the bed |
Made you sleep on the couch |
Fall back for I pull the heat out and smack you |
Fracture your nose, make you breathe through your mouth |
I’m not a Ciroc boy, I’m on Patrone |
But the rocks that I rock boy, blinging like Diddy |
I’m icy but niggas is shisty |
So yeah, everywhere I go, yo I’m bringing my blicky |
Yeah, I’m bringing it with me |
It’s beef then I reach for that thing and get busy |
Know you not squeezing, you go to the precinct and rat |
You cats will be singing like Drizzy |
You niggas is ash, you niggas is trash |
You niggas is garbage |
But my flow so hot I can raise the degree like tuition in college |
You been knew what it is |
I’m doing it big like I’m Cristopher Wallace |
The bars coming out Cass mouth, might leave you assed out |
Like a broad stripping for dollars |
I’m stacking my gravy |
Back in the days I was trapping all crazy |
But stopped so the judge and the court can’t send me up North |
Like Kim Kardashian baby |
My flow is so sickenin' cause yo, I been spitting since back in the 80's |
I stay on my job and been doing this longer than they was alive |
Let’s get back to work to get cash, your ass probly' snatch a purse |
But to tell the time on the watch that I rock |
I gotta put on my sunglasses first |
Niggas can love it and niggas can hate it |
But bitch, I’m the greatest |
Admit I’m your favorite |
You killed lookin' ass bitches and that Drake shit |
Nigga, we made it |