Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Monster Muzik , by - Dj Kay Slay. Release date: 08.02.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Monster Muzik |
| Word up Rector I wasn’t gonna say it again? |
| Word man it’s all good |
| You don’t gotta let us in your little shit, you got that |
| Keep that shit man, you could have it man, we good!!! |
| KILLA!!! |
| See you like to front (Word) me I like to stunt (True) |
| I go for it on fourth down you the type to punt (Fuck that) |
| I go for the homerun, you the type to bunt |
| No support stay in court twice a month, light the blunt |
| D.A. |
| flees and flies he breakin down them pizza pies |
| See my eyes, rolled up right now, I’m facin three to five (In Jersey) |
| Assault charge yeah granted, it was aggrevated |
| But you characters my character, won’t assasinate it (Nope) |
| Huh! |
| They had to hate it aggitated cash related (Cash related) |
| I tell your bitch grab my dick, huh, now masterbate it |
| Don’t catch feelings man, how she not feelin Cam? |
| And look her by the waist feelin like a ceilin fan (Crazy) |
| My girl Chanel should sell shit 'for Chanel kicks hell |
| Split turn down 50 mill, on my Chappelle shit |
| Get your ice wet, lay down that slight bet |
| Word my word heard you’ll get curved like a Nike check |
| CHECK!!! |
| CHECK!!! |
| FLY!!! |
| Aiyyo they call us the new Harlem Knights man!!! |
| We like Richard Pryor and Eddie, three shots I’ll take his whole team out!!! |
| Arsenio ass niggas!!! |
| You now lookin at the face of the new team (Yes) |
| No Plies big faces in these true jeans (HUH!!!) |
| I don’t tie nor lace 'em keep some lose strings (All day) |
| Tongue hangin son fakin in them two G’s |
| She 'gon drop on two knees once she see the belt (HUH) |
| I’m number one with the water I need to meet with Phelps (HAAAAAA!!!) |
| Got my own corner (Corner) I don’t need your help (Nah) |
| I’m doin everything like I only need myself |
| A bit more thread I’d have the city sowed (Sowed) |
| Top down gettin head while on the Bentley phone (Phone) |
| Powder blue it’s all like the one that Diddy own (Yeah) |
| Ask Killa I write Thrillers like Quincy Jones |
| G4's speedboats and villa homes (Homes) |
| Fake pokin y’all chest out y’all silicones |
| Jeff Hamilton spurs level with silver phones |
| Standin on the couch in mansions spillin Rose… Homes!!! |
| DAMN!!! |
| See while I’m feelin myself |
| The market done changed and y’all rappers still on the shelf? |
| Quick to go for the Eagles like I’m from Philadelph |
| I feel for y’all health, 'fore I pull your ice grill and get melt (LIKE CHILL!!! |
| Shotty pump no ball get your body dumped (Dumped) |
| I don’t brawl a phone call have your body slumped (HUH!!!) |
| Queens stories heard 'em all from Preme to Ronnie Bump |
| Waitin on that four door Porsche should be out in a month |
| With these keys I’m a wilderbeast, Nautica feel the fleece (Come feel it) |
| I should shoot at the ground the way I kill this beat |
| No seatbelt but ma, I’ll unfacin it |
| Jag Coupe is lavender, today I’m playin passenger (Shotgun) |
| Killa the signature before that is the literature |
| Pow was a baller hustler slash prisoner |
| But a good listener your wife I might piss on her |
| Christian her, yeah that’s how I’ll wizz it wizz on her |