Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lebron & Serena, artist - Fred The Godson. Date of issue: 14.11.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lebron & Serena |
| Ah, what |
| I brought shorty with me, right |
| Sweetest Voice |
| (Hesami!) Peach what up? |
| It’s GORRRDO! |
| They used to say Fred he go for hours with spittin' (Uh huh) |
| I been nice since the explorer, Eddie Bauer edition (Wow!) |
| You cowards is fishin' 'til I hook 'em up (Uh) |
| Thought it’s just rap shit, nigga, look him up |
| Starin' down the barrel of the ratchet as he lookin' up (Ahh) |
| I don’t know, EMS just took him up (Damn!) |
| The trauma unit gon' get him |
| This I pointed at him, I was disappointed with him (Woo!) |
| Ahh, far as spittin', I’m a hood star |
| Diabetics listen, y’all don’t wanna miss the good bar (Haha) |
| What’s good, y’all? It’s Gordo (It's Gordo) |
| All the slick talkin' made me immortal |
| Rock star, Mick Jagger, 'cept I spit better |
| If I don’t hit the bitch, I get my bitch to spit six at her |
| (?), she a rookie still, she took the wheel |
| I’m fat and ugly, right?! Only if looks could kill (Haha) |
| You ever listen to a legend that’s amongst you |
| What I write in a week, it’ll take you months to (Damn!) |
| I flow like I ain’t leave the block yet |
| Ain’t where I wanna be, they ain’t give me my props yet |
| I’m Lebron with the right arm, she Serena Williams |
| Whatever rapper bring it to me, I seem to kill 'em |
| Peace from the street, you know she seem to feel him |
| Hesam', we gotta bring the real in |
| Uh, it’s back to the bars again |
| Y’all gotta start goin' hard again |
| Let’s paint pictures, do it for the art again |
| Y’all just gotta go hard again |
| Uh, you storytellers, you kumbaya while we shoot and drive |
| And Freddy told me I’m Jason, so don’t get brutalized |
| They ether minutes to seconds, so don’t take too much time |
| I been on this road to the riches and I don’t Uber drive |
| They’ll tell rules don’t apply and then tell you stick to codes |
| Some of my brothers done switched up on me and pick the hoes |
| I tried to guard 'em and pass it, you know I pick and roll |
| I let them learn they lessons, I see the mentions and hit the scroll |
| They only showin' you love when you reach ya pinnacle |
| Then everybody’s your twin now, just unidentical, right?! |
| With all the G’s, I forget the rest of the alphabet |
| I’m here to get momma’s crib she wanted and get us out of debt |
| We, sit and paintin' pictures, they told me I’m gold |
| I put some diamonds on the inches, they said I shouldn’t go |
| Don’t wanna steal nobody’s entrance, I’m here to make a show |
| I’m only battlin' my senses, don’t push me to the edge |
| I might just take your hand with me, don’t plan Biggie, you Lil' Cease |
| And every bitch in this room is gon' shake for lil' cheese |
| And all these haters still listenin' while they disagree |
| So even when you don’t fuck with me, they still fuck with me |
| I’m Lebron with the right arm, she Serena Williams |
| Whatever rapper bring it to me, I seem to kill 'em |
| Peace from the street, you know she seem to feel him |
| Hesam', we gotta bring the real in |
| Uh, it’s back to the bars again |
| Y’all gotta start goin' hard again |
| Let’s paint pictures, do it for the art again |
| Y’all just gotta go hard again |