Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Plate, artist - Rocko. Album song Food, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: A-1
Song language: English
Plate |
On a plate, on a plate, you niggas on a plate |
Y’all look like meat to me, you on a plate |
On a plate, on a plate, you on a plate |
Grab ya fork and spoon, homie through you on a plate |
On a plate, on a plate |
Better watch the things you do, make one wrong move, you on a plate |
On a plate, on a plate, don’t end up on a plate |
'Fore you knew it, you was food, now look at you, you on a plate |
On a plate, on a plate, on a plate, uh |
Stick a fork in you, nigga you through, you on a plate |
On a plate, on a plate, uh, put you on that plate |
Better watch the way you move or you’ll be food, you on that plate |
Mikey fucked wit' Tommy, him and Tommy grow up boys |
They been tight since elementary, even played wit' each other toys |
Both they moms was single parents, neither one of 'em had a father |
Growin' up in that ghetto, shit get tough, them times get hard |
Playin' in they yard, they favorite game was Cops and Robbers |
Fast forward, now they robbers, soon as they spotted, they goin' trodding |
They pull him over for some jewels, they split 'em up, went on they way |
Mike said he gon' lay low but Tommy paid, can’t wait to play |
Mike and Vince did blow, Tommy doin' bad, he ran through all of his cash |
But Mikey up like «Fuck», he look out for him cause that’s his bruh |
But Tommy sour, he in power, Mikey love him, that’s his dude |
But Tommy grimey, Mike so blind, he don’t know he food, shhhh |
There’s a story about Vanessa, Vanessa was a finesser |
She ain’t got shit but everyday she play dress-up |
And she go to the club lookin' for a nigga fuckin' a check up |
Then she fuck on the bed and still was up on the dresser, whoa |
Now she hot, she switch her spot, she go from Maine to Spain |
Then one day she caught a lame and he made her his main |
She think she so smart, she think she just gon' get his heart |
And he, he just gon' buy her cars and jewels and chinchilla furs |
But man, but lil' do she know that he, ain’t yo' average joe |
And he, run it just like her cause he, want it just like her |
And then, she saw on TV it was a reward, she gon' turn him in |
But that was the last we saw of her, last we heard of him (karma) |