Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hypnotize, artist - Fresh Beat MCs. Date of issue: 18.07.2020
Song language: English
Hypnotize |
| Hah, sicker than your average |
| Poppa twist cabbage off instinct |
| Niggas don’t think shit stink |
| Pink gators, my Detroit players |
| Timbs to my hooligans in Brooklyn (That's right) |
| Dead right, if the head right, Biggie there e’ry night |
| Poppa been smooth since days of Underoos |
| Never lose, never choose to, bruise crews who |
| Do somethin' to us, talk goes through us |
| Girls walk to us, wanna do us, screw us |
| Who us? |
| Yeah, Poppa and Puff |
| Close like Starsky and Hutch, stick the clutch |
| Dare I squeeze three at your cherry M-3 |
| Bang every MC easily, busily |
| Recently niggas frontin', ain’t sayin' nothin' |
| So I just speak my piece, keep my peace |
| Humans with the Jesus piece, with my peeps |
| Packin', askin', «Who want it?» |
| They got a nigga flauntin' |
| That Brooklyn bullshit, we on it |
| Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can’t you see? |
| Sometimes your words just hypnotize me |
| And I just love your flashy ways |
| Guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid |
| Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can’t you see? |
| Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (Hypnotize) |
| And I just love your flashy ways |
| Guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid |
| I put hoes in NY onto DKNY |
| Miami, D.C. prefer Versace |
| All Philly hoes know it was Skilo |
| Every cutie with a booty bought a Coogi |
| Now who’s the real dookie? |
| Meaning, who’s really the shit? |
| Let niggas rob this, Frank White bought the six |
| Or the Lexus, LX, four and a half |
| Bulletproof glass, tints if I want some ass |
| Gon' blast, squeeze first, ask questions last |
| That’s how most of these so-called gangsters pass |
| At last, a nigga rappin' about blunts and broads |
| Tits and bras, ménage à trois, sex in expensive cars |
| Still leave you on the pavement |
| Condo paid for, no car payment |
| At my arraignment, no point complainin' |
| «Your daughter’s tied up in a Brooklyn basement» |
| Face it, not guilty, that’s how I stay filthy |
| Richer than Richie, so you niggas come and get me |
| Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can’t you see? |
| Sometimes your words just hypnotize me |
| And I just love your flashy ways |
| Guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid |
| Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can’t you see? |
| Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (Hypnotize) |
| And I just love your flashy ways |
| Guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid |
| I can fill you with real millionaire shit (I can fill ya) |
| Escargot, my car go, one sixty, swiftly |
| Wreck it, buy a new one |
| Your crew run-run-run, your crew run-run |
| I know you sick of this, name brand nigga with |
| Flows, girls say he’s sweet like licorice |
| So, get with this nigga, it’s easy |
| Girlfriend, here’s a pen, call me round ten |
| Come through, have sex on rugs that’s Persian |
| Come up to your job, hit you while you workin' |
| For certain, Poppa freakin', not speakin' |
| Leave that ass leakin', like rapper demo |
| Tell them ho take they clothes off slowly |
| Hit 'em with the force like Obi |
| Dick black like Toby |
| Watch me roam like a Romey |
| Lucky they don’t owe me |
| Where the safe? |
| Show me, homie (homie) |
| Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can’t you see? |
| Sometimes your words just hypnotize me |
| And I just love your flashy ways |
| Guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid |
| Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can’t you see? |
| Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (Hypnotize) |
| And I just love your flashy ways |
| Guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid |
| Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can’t you see? |
| Sometimes your words just hypnotize me |
| And I just love your flashy ways |
| Guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid |
| Biggie, Biggie, Biggie, can’t you see? |
| Sometimes your words just hypnotize me (Hypnotize) |
| And I just love your flashy ways |
| Guess that’s why they broke, and you’re so paid |