bobby trill - mhh cypher vol 42 lyrics
[verse]
it’s the kid from the way, aiming with the blaster
such a known disaster, chillin’ watchin’ family matters
master splinter to these niggas, young karate master
choppin’ bars on the block, i’m slangin’ marshall mathers
now bring it back for that one time
i’m eating foie gras, sippin’ in the summertime
these emotions that i holster got me clutching’ time
on the rewind, opened up my third eye
lil mama got me hella bent
still not celibate but shawty you can bring a friend
to my penthouse, gucci leather on my couch
i’m headed south dawg i never kiss her on her mouth
now tell me why the kid is so sick
i’m crushing candy rappers making other niggas quit
yung buffoon on the mic, creeping through the mist
coming for the crown, sultan of this rap shit
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