Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Mighty Healthy '16, artist - Stro. Date of issue: 06.08.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Mighty Healthy '16 |
| Ghetto chick she thick she try to kiss me |
| When I leave I swear they gon' miss me |
| When we hug these mics we get busy |
| Come and have a good time with G.A.T |
| First off, peace to y’all |
| From the best coast that’s east to y’all |
| Flooding these mics, no F.E.M.A dog |
| Bet yo' hoe got Stro fever dawg |
| You ain’t really gotta be neither dawg |
| We could link up and cease it all |
| Moneys, honey’s, run it, dummies |
| These haters get nothin from me |
| Young boy got hella skill |
| Y’all look edible |
| Brooklyn hella real |
| Death what we rep it 'til |
| Flatbush, Brownsville |
| All the way back to Clinton Hills |
| Yes fresh, yes ill, yes neat |
| No chill |
| Me? |
| I’m that don like i treat tracks like turnpikes |
| I SKURR on em and stay focused |
| SKURR on em and who’s closest |
| I don’t know about you but that’s how we movin |
| Everything stay grade-A for payday, we losin |
| We doozin |
| Originally speaking the city |
| They picturing me |
| Biggie and Day, living in me |
| You want a body, no difference to me |
| Had to blast at em, had to blast at em |
| See grade-A tribe, we the G.A.T |
| Ghetto chick she thick she try to kiss me |
| When I leave I swear they gon' miss me |
| When we hug these mics we get busy |
| Come and have a good time with G.A.T |
| This is for my playas, pretty broad layers |
| Flashing broad dayers |
| Plus run city’s like mayors, haters |
| Be gone, niggas stay trying to be on |
| I dissect your frog catalogue |
| With like three songs |
| I hear em but, can’t feel em flow bananas |
| Can’t peel em now |
| I’m unfuckwitables, syllables, will kill a dude |
| Y’all take l’s, that’s typical |
| Better watch yourself like mystical |
| If lifes a movie we act up, and stacked up residuals |
| Your peoples is regal feeble |
| My peoples is very lethal |
| You hating, we can’t see you |
| She’s bad, i work a keagle’s |
| Back on the map, marvelous tracks |
| Keeping this stack, I know you like that |
| Better recognize, we the better guys |
| Won’t stop till my cheddar rise from here to Lebanon |
| Never try, testing me, oh why you trying to test me |
| I specialize in hurting rap gods especially |
| Never eject me, I need the lex like tribec G |
| If it ain’t grade-A then it don’t impress me |
| Boy! |
| Ghetto chick she thick she try to kiss me |
| When I leave I swear they gon' miss me |
| When we hug these mics we get busy |
| Come and have a good time with G.A.T |