Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song FYE FYE, artist - Tobe Nwigwe.
Date of issue: 15.05.2021
Song language: English
FYE FYE |
Ehem |
You ready? |
Aight |
Look dawg, I’m extra unique |
My whole aura scream talent |
I been listenin' to Fela, Griselda, and Marvin Winans just to make sure I’m |
balanced |
I’m from the west, yuh |
Half of my partners is savage |
The other half made it out the mud |
But the taste of sludge didn’t alter they palate, uh |
I’m a dog, I’m a beast |
And yo' father figure |
That lil' P365 was just Fat starter pistol |
She got a Scorpion, too, and it’ll sting you just like a scorpion do |
If a demon get gregarious |
My lil' Harriet don’t do what accordions do |
Ooh, that means fold |
I was told by the G’s of old (What they say?) |
Keep yo' lady close |
Make sure she can work a pole (Okay) |
But they weren’t referring to strippers (Hell no) |
I’m still bald face with the clippers (Yeah) |
I done been blessed with a woman that pray heavy but turn a freak on the liquor, |
uh |
She keep the devil off me like the Cherubim |
She make it clear to hoes that we ain’t sharing him |
I push the yukoneezy like a chariot |
DK a legend, hey, we had to bury him |
Uh, yeah |
But that’s how it be in the jungle |
I grew up around wildlings and mongels |
Ready to slump you |
Murk you or jump you, uh |
Yuh, I rock the slides to be humble |
I told my baby girl she gon' have more in her head than just product and bundles |
They say I’m rappin' with hunger |
I tell 'em hell naw, I’m eatin' |
If you book me for a show and I can’t bring my wife and my babies I’m leavin' |
Big daddy energy speakin' |
I keep the enemy tweakin' |
I could go huh all on the track and they’ll say I’m the harder one breath in' |
I am a beacon for heathens |
Me and my hood got cohesion |
It taught me keep a lil' 38 special |
They bless you when ain’t no one sneazin' |
Ahhh |
This hoe fye, fye |
If you black, we N’Sync |
Bye, bye, bye |
West |
That’s my side |
Throw it up and I’ma put it down until I die |
Ahhh |
This hoe fye, fye |
If you black, we N’Sync |
Bye, bye, bye |
West |
That’s my side |
Throw it up and I’ma put it down until I die (Yuh, yuh) |
Oh God, I’m extra petite |
But the hood call me Fat |
Fire on me like Shadrach and Meshach |
I keep peace for the scrap |
Throw up the West, yuh |
But let’s just keep it a stack |
I was raised in Grand Rapids |
My pops was inactive |
My mama was forced to adapt |
She held it down, that’s nothin' new, I’m black in America |
Raised in the slums, came up from crumbs, now we cool with Erykah |
Ooh, yeah, I’m talkin' Badu |
I don’t know why you |
Don’t recognize foo |
Me and Tob gon' give and go just like a drive through |
School of hard knocks the only thing I applied to |
And I got admitted, I ain’t kiddin' |
Ain’t it glorious? |
I feel like Diddy, Tobe Biggie |
We notorious, yuh |
But it’s so much more to us |
Might get a Grammy |
That’s the floor to us |
Dropped two kids, lifestyle laborious |
Don’t need oracles, I ain’t Morpheus |
I am still the young queen, mother, baby, what it do? |
If you breed and don’t care for yo' seed, what is you? |
Say it with me: a hoe |
This for y’all who don’t know |
Big Fat, but I ain’t swole |
Lil boys gon' address me like big bro |
Ariana ain’t the only one that do it grande |
Knew I’d be his fiancé when he was broke on Causeway, yuh |
And, and, and |
He ain’t even hit his peak like Dante |
And I ain’t Kim (What that mean?) |
Tobe can’t never go Kanye, ah! |
This hoe fye, fye |
If you black, we N’Sync |
Bye, bye, bye |
West |
That’s my side |
Throw it up and I’ma put it down until I die |
Ah, this hoe fye, fye |
If you black, we N’Sync |
Bye, bye, bye |
West |
That’s my side |
Throw it up and I’ma put it down until I die, yo |
Stop playin' |