Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Leonard Washington, artist - Michael Christmas.
Date of issue: 24.02.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Leonard Washington |
If you’re black, Spanish, white, whatever |
Everybody clap your hands |
If you’re Puerto Rican |
Hair silky, smooth as butter |
Wild motherfucka, talk Spanish to your mother |
Como tu ta donia, donde tu hijo, tu tiene frio |
I warm her up use the sofrito |
Talk shit with papi, corner store sell the loosie |
Cut the cameras off take it out the box and spot me |
Awkward nigga but they flock me |
Wear the shark tooth necklaces |
Eat salami with my breakfastses |
Vexed nigga, mad skressed nigga |
I can’t even pass a fucking math test nigga |
Dropped out got a nigga mad pressed figure |
I do raps like Magellan and map quest nigga |
We go together, like peas and q’s |
Go together like fat bitches need the view |
Go together like Chris Brown beat his boos |
Go together like toilets and poo |
And Dutch Rebelle’s the bae |
But wouldn’t let me hit it if I had 2 broken legs |
These bitches want my money I ain’t got a penny saved |
Penny savers or a Save-A-Lot where I’m shopping nigga, Aye |
I get play like Greg Oden in the playoffs |
Like Derrick Rose when his new ACL came off |
I drink like I got laid off |
And if you wasn’t on my dick before bitch stay off |
I think I’m Bing Crosby, sing godly |
In the lobby with, dice and a cup of coffee |
Do this every day like Buddhist meditating |
Rapping ain’t no game, that’s why they mad that a nigga playing |
Rest up, scarf down a sensu bean and chase it |
With a wish to Shenron that a nigga might make it |
And then I might get payment |
Michael Jackson moonwalking off the spaceship |
High as that nigga, that’s a fact nigga |
Top turnbuckle for these raps, like Five Star Frog Splash nigga |
Treacherous at math and science classes |
Wish the fat asses walked slow like poured molasses |
Teachers used to tell me boy you slow as some molasses |
Prayed they had a girl and she took pole dancing classes |
Cuz that’s the type of shit I’m on |
Dave Chappelle, 3rd season, bird seasoned |
Fried and breaded, I be betting |
Dice game with Leonard Washington, Who the fuck is Renee Zelweger |
This song look good in a sweater |
Bitches honey Graham like heather |
And when the lights come off and it’s my turn to settle down |
I hope my bitch is made of silicone and look like Jackie Brown |
Pam Grier’s gimme head while my mans steer to the nearest of live theater |
The fur dragging bear skin on my head and a toe tag |
I body beats like how I broil the meat like fire nosed dragons |
Wild goose chase, top gun, I got the best bars in the quad son. |
Squad up |