Lyrics Leonard Washington - Michael Christmas

Leonard Washington - Michael Christmas
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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

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