Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Leopard, artist - Fillmoe Coleman PresentsDate of issue: 29.06.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Leopard |
| She said she hated drug dealers, pimps and rap cats |
| I looked at the bitch I said |
| «Bitch holla back» |
| But never like that |
| I’ll put you in a ‘Lac |
| And give you to my homie and let you walk around the track |
| Lost in the storm of the greed and the lust |
| I enter in the world of hoes and handcuffs |
| Man I’mma work your ankles like an? |
| And still kick back like a rap rhyme saya |
| Shine like the moon cuz I’m groomed so swell |
| Hoes get jealous of a nigga can’t you tell? |
| We kick it so live man me and about five |
| Playas that know the honey to the bee hive |
| I can see it in your eyes |
| You’re thinking that I’m fly |
| You gon' see se if I’m sucka first but bitch don’t even try |
| Man this what you got |
| A cat on spot |
| Man check it freak |
| A leopard don’t change his spots |
| Man like it or not |
| My world is like a pipe |
| Homies suck you in and blow you out all night |
| My cell phones goin' and you knowin that I’m hoin' |
| And its showin' in my style and my smiles and my frown |
| Break the weed down |
| She said she hated drug dealers pimps and rap cats |
| I looked at the bitch I said |
| «Bitch holla back» |
| But never like that |
| I’ll put you in a ‘Lac |
| And give you to my homie and have you walk around the track |
| My Coca Cola smile will make you walk ten miles |
| All in a circle while we rollin' up that Purple |
| Don’t even ask Erckle |
| Whether chocolate or vanilla baby |
| Ballin on the spot |
| I’mma let my hair blow in a drop top |
| The Situations Critical |
| It’s sorta like a miracle |
| It’s something that’s too spiritual |
| The money though here we go |
| Diamond in the rough |
| Baby you so tough |
| I’m in a Cadi and your mans on the bus |
| I’m fixin on a Ford |
| Oh my Lord |
| Rap cat sheer Khan down to the core |
| It’s just like that though blow by blow |
| Get low |
| No dough |
| Go just go |
| Time after time |
| I be rippin with the rhyme |
| My zodiac sign"ll take a swim through your mind |
| Baby if you’re with me you can come and get me |
| Here’s your break |
| Don’t be fake |
| Get your cake |
| We can bake |
| She said she hated drug dealers, pimps and rap cats |
| I looked at the bitch I said |
| «Bitch holla back» |
| But never like that |
| I’ll put you in a ‘Lac |
| And give you to my homie and have you walk around the track |
| Man out there in land lost |
| They say «God yo, you Jack Frost» |
| A cold drought and you out there pushing up the cost |
| So whatcha talkin' ‘bout? |
| Who said it was a drought? |
| I talk to cats that say «Bring the Benzes out» |
| You had a nightmare baby boy you daydreamin' |
| The fiends' fiend |
| You can’t stop the fiends feenin' |
| I like to get away |
| A dinner date |
| A party place |
| I hit the corner and talk to you in a naughty way |
| What’s happening? |
| I’m hi tech just like Japan |
| A phone call from me freak will cost a grand |
| I’m like a silencer |
| The tip of a gun barrel |
| Man cupid never hits me ho I escape arrows |
| It’s not the straight and narrow |
| It’s not a Christmas carol |
| Its just fresh apparel |
| It’s just a Khan pharaoh? |
| It’s just a game to get paid |
| You ricocheted all in the blade mane |
| You know you say it’s in the game |
| She said she hated drug dealers, pimps and rap cats |
| I looked at the bitch I said |
| «Bitch holla back» |
| But never like that |
| I’ll put you in a ‘Lac |
| And give you to my homie and have you walk around the track |