Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Posse Kicks 2, artist - Semi Six
Date of issue: 06.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Posse Kicks 2 |
Tinted buffs expensive tux scent Egyptian musk |
Grip the cuff of women’s butts they dig it when it’s rough |
Did it big like BIG and Puff before they hit his truck |
Bum rapper I took some cents and put it |
In his cup |
Black and white Ndestruks or the Pippen ups |
They on our dick and nuts in hopes to try to spit with us |
They didn’t lift enough they wasn’t in the gym with us |
You can’t do shit with us my n***** don’t extend the love |
We just extend the snub hand covered with a glove |
The Super Sonics with the Glove Michael Jordan shrug |
My n**** hit the bud like Tyson when he in the gloves |
Never wore the Lugz |
Or the Uggs |
Before I came back to the city I had a foreign buzz |
Stop the snorin' blood I’m tryna pull a foreign up |
Uh |
And peel off like an orange does |
They pour love when I perform in the club |
Uh |
My existence is nothing less of an enigma my n**** |
Keep negating my talents and Imma have to get witcha |
There’s false prophets making their way to ya pockets |
Copying our culture and putting it up for auction |
Controversy’s my middle name, I’m in the game Like EA sponsored the kid to pick |
& roll right thru the lane |
Local profits ain’t enough, I need that capital gain |
No jurisdiction restrictions cause the world is my domain |
My life is quite the unorthodox paradox |
While fighting the power in my patent leather pair of Doc Martens |
I beg ya pardon, Imma bring the funk until the day of my worldly departure |
Got enough drip to fill a whole pitcher, no selfies |
All that hate in yo heart clogging ya arteries it’s unhealthy |
My windbreaker’s the color of Grey Poupon |
It’s crunch time for the bread again like croutons |
AS OF LATE, RAP IS MAKING ME BORED |
NIGGAS ONLY THINK I’M SWEET BECAUSE I DRESSED AS AN ORANGE |
I’M EITHER HATED OR LAUDED FOR MY PERFORMANCE |
I JUST PRAY THE PROGRESS ISN’T DORMANT |
I’M NOT OF THE NORM, SPORTEE PARIAH BUT HE’S BUILT TO TRIUMPH |
OUT THE WAY, I’M A HERMIT BUT THESE NIGGAS HEARD ME |
AND BITCHES THIRSTY, THEY THINK I’M ON SOME LUXURY SHIT |
AND GOT THE CHIPS TO BUILD A NURSERY WITH |
TIL I PULL UP WITH THE EQUINOX WHIP, THAT’S WHEN THEIR INTEREST’LL SHIFT |
CUZ THEY NEVER SEEN A HUMBLE RAPPER RIDING LIKE THIS |
I’M SUPPOSED TO HAVE SOME DIAMONDS BUSSIN IGNORANT |
AND DM’S FULL OF HOES WHO WANT TO SLEEP WITH ME TO LEAVE WITH ‘EM |
AND 9 TIMES OUT OF TEN, IF YOU SEE ME, I’M BUMMIN' |
NOT FOND OF DISCUSSION, DEAD RAPPERS FOUND IN MY CUPBOARD |
THE BULL, I’M ABOVE IT, TRYNA CATCH A BUZZ ON MY MULLIN |
THAT’S PEACE TO FOLARIN, I DON’T LIKE TO CUT ANY CORNERS |
THESE NIGGAS IS CORNY |