| Simon says I can make a grip if I unload this clip
|
| And empty off in another, if I want to get payed
|
| Aint no games to be played
|
| Scarface I watch on a daily basis
|
| Smokin laces
|
| Goin different places
|
| Stickin millie in they faces
|
| No cases
|
| Lucky me Cuzz Simon said im gonna live through the shoot of sellin
|
| Big budda
|
| Blunts big enough for a pharmacital distrubtor
|
| Pimp you tha
|
| Go down on how many words demanded me And Bakari, Evil Ward, PKW
|
| I ran this
|
| My shit was landed
|
| Playa vision was my decison
|
| Fuckin school cuzz my teachers a fool for followin rules
|
| When I make that run, when I make that sound when I pop that gun
|
| Leaving demons numb
|
| Releasing feecies, piss and cum
|
| Now my futures looking manic, satanic, forces ran it Dammnit, im ?, straight up panic
|
| And it dont matter none to me cuzz Simon got my head
|
| Im mentaly dead
|
| And i’ll pump you full of lead
|
| Just because Simon said
|
| Simon says
|
| Sex, Indiga, Money, Obsession, Neglect
|
| Oh yea
|
| Simon says
|
| Bitches, Biancas, and Biatchresses is all the same
|
| Simon says he already equipped me with hella game
|
| What did he want from me?
|
| Small deeds
|
| And get nothing, but i’ll run up in it, all creeds, planting the seeds
|
| He said I can stick it with no protection
|
| I know flection, with a hoe with no J on my erection
|
| Its not a god call, hittin this fraud wall, im just an oddball
|
| Running back and forth through Todd Hall
|
| All, these bitches, swingin on my inches
|
| Thinkin that they gettin white picket fences, on my expenses
|
| Simon said no worries
|
| Akuna Matata, but my dick is heated like an anchalota
|
| Its gettin hotta
|
| Nobody move, nobody get burned
|
| Bullshit if I more flex, I guess im on it when I get dressed in the latex
|
| I bone it But I dont cum
|
| Niggas like me end up dead fucked up naked head
|
| Just becasue Simon said
|
| Sex, Indiga, Money, Obsession, Neglect
|
| Thats waht S.I.M.O.N meens
|
| But I heard this voice say Hey Tech what about your dreams?
|
| Fuck that dreamin and do this dirt, said thats how im gonan win
|
| You gotta act liek you want to be livin fat like a samoin
|
| Could it be endless listening to Simon
|
| This time I chose to kick rhymes
|
| Get mines, the big times waitin for me Was tryin to get signed
|
| Heard my moms got a record deal with Jimmy Jam and Terry Louis
|
| Prospective, now im the straight bomb
|
| BOOM, in the face, im on the paper chase
|
| Simon said he couldnt beleive I resorted to rhymin
|
| Throw your shit togather
|
| No time for relaxin
|
| Time to go back to popin your 9 milli jackin
|
| So what, im stuck, but, im hearing voices saying fuck that nigga named Simon
|
| Get with a nigga named Diamond
|
| And now, a nigga from the MidWest
|
| Is bout to have these biancas hearing me wide spread
|
| FUCK WHAT SIMON SAID! |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song S.I.M.O.N. Says , by - Tech N9ne. Song from the album The Worst, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп