Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Quick Draw, artist - Outerspace. Album song God's Fury, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 12.02.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Outerspace
Song language: English
Quick Draw |
| Yo, the money is clean, the car is washed |
| Now the hood respect me, the broads is stopping |
| But I ain’t into make friends but the next chick |
| I’m trying to put a quarter mil of gems in my necklace |
| I’m getting cocky but Papi not pussy |
| Loose strength, block up the cookie then you chop it and push it |
| Uh, like Chemistry better yet a game show |
| All it take is one good spin then your name blows |
| But the jealousy gon' come like puberty |
| For instance who is he? |
| Then their looks be scrutiny |
| Some cats can take it, I love it, I want more of it |
| But once it stop, you flock, we betta quick |
| Car seas touring feeling like my life changed |
| Slight strange, getting head up in the White Range |
| These snake Labels really bugging fo’real |
| Pardon self, fake niggas really bugging for deals |
| These niggas acting like it can’t happen |
| I blast rapping, I pass rapping |
| Demand action, last dragon, the last laughing |
| Demand ransom; |
| find dirt to get my hands in |
| OuterSpace, Q-Dominion, we back at it again |
| Right hand so hot it can splatter the pen |
| Your team use to be the shit, what happened to them? |
| And paying top dollaz to capture these gems |
| Converted Christians waiting for this Rapture to end |
| Each flow is Maserati not raggedy Benz |
| Will we eva sell out? |
| Now that’ll depend |
| I got a daughter to feed, a baby boy to raise |
| Expensive penny have it, they need toys to play |
| What’s the difference between me and you meng? |
| You get pushed around, get ridiculed and. |
| I’mma fucking giant, you miniscule men |
| Y’all niggas hate y’all odds, you’re pitiful, damn! |
| It’s obvious that you ain’t heard about me |
| If you did you wouldn’t be using them words around me |
| So before we move on, I’ll introduce myself |
| My name is Lawrence but you can call me Mr. Arnell |
| The sickest rapper since aluminum foil |
| I don’t play games but I got toys for you |
| The SRT the Blue Dodge Ram |
| Can I burn gas money? |
| Yes ya can! |
| Shit the stages ain’t safe once I get on the mic |
| And your face just ain’t safe; |
| you don’t say what I like |
| If you need me come see me, I’m neon dream |
| You can’t miss me, red dots and laser beams |
| I played for the team that’s playing for the ring |
| OuterSpace Q-D, we running the scene |
| Got my head in the game and y’all bout to see |
| Cuz King Kong ain’t got shit on me, ya heard! |
| No match for the jeweler to now |
| I break necks and take checks from whoeva’s around |
| I take calls if there’s money involved |
| But no doe mean no show, dawg I can’t evolve |
| I think you niggas got a problem to solve |
| If not, save up chips and stop playing wit dolls |
| This is grown man rap in my zone Nasdaq |
| No clones, more homes, I control that stack |
| Q-D got a point to prove |
| In the lab wit sixteen’s do a joint then move |
| Believe or not my team too hot |
| I’mma giant, I step up on your team and rot |
| Nigga, I don’t like no cause on my mic |
| So let me introduce my Liquid Swords to your life |
| And my wife only Built 4 Cubans |
| This is Verbal Intercourse and you can’t stop the movement |