Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song U Beezy, artist - Mac Dre. Album song A Tale Of Two Andres, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 16.06.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Fillmoe Coleman
Song language: English
U Beezy |
I’m at the club, chipped up diamonds in my mouth |
Collar flipped up on my Levi Strauss |
When I leave thy house, boy I’m always dipped up |
Me and Equipto at the bar gettin ripped up |
Double shot Grey Goose dirty martini |
I’m Al Boo Boo of the lamp, I’m the genie |
Can’t do the Chingy when I thizzle wiggle on 'em |
Can’t handle’em sick Drizzle on 'em |
Man I’m too bad, going off two bags |
Off Rappers Delight not the shit that you had |
Don’t funk push it partner I push it |
I got that long on yah heads and I kush it |
Push it push it real good I feel good |
Kilo pass the Back so I can unpeel wood |
I make hits, not pop flies |
And wear more ice then boxers with black eyes |
Man I don’t tell dem bitches that I’m goin to the party |
Cause if I tell them bitches hoes will tell everybody |
My Lexus just bought the Nakamichi |
I’m in the shoe store trying gators when ya see me, you don’t speak |
I hit Vegas for a whole week |
I’m trying to catch the tears that be comin' down my son’s cheek |
You praise Ron King I like Don King |
I’m gettin money n' ain’t even in the damn ring |
I turn around like there’s police sirens |
I always tell broke bitches that pimps is hirin' now |
So take a photograph |
Or write a paragraph |
The homie banging I can see cause he wear a flag |
I hit the Energizer bunny with a Duracell |
I hit Wilson’s on time for the leather sale |
I grab two blunts straight out the Swisher box |
Gotta get the same rush a shooter gets from a Glock |
My shoes match ma socks |
I like to have a knot |
My old crack neighborhood was called Bedrock |
We like to fight back |
You need to light that |
This church preaching about the bible of a rap cat |
I keep it moving like hoes that’s choosing |
Hittin' Privilege Hennessy wit em' all in the afternoon n' |
I run through the city like it’s grand larsony |
Don’t hit tha after party bitch whats stopping me? |
I dress properly |
Hoes try to copy me |
I hang with pimps that say niggas neva knockin' me |
I like to talk trash |
Especially when I walk fast |
Movin' through the airport with my blue polo bag |