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ceeingee – str8 up lyrics

[intro]
yo, straight up b-tches, ceeingee right here fuckers
[verse 1]
yo, as i go down ya mind like a tourist to bomb ya mind like a brain terrorist
i’ll rape ya wife with my penis and make her moan a tune like a d-mn pianist
bring it back
jumped in my ’83 cadillac
saturdays we can do what you wish
spoon the biggest ocean with the biggets pocket fish
just to let you know, i can hit you one time
but you you got no spine, and me when it’s showtime
drug fiends turn a club to a drug scene
confess up and get mess up like mr. bean
shit, i must have turned blue and not green
[chorus]
you gotta stand straight up
cuz a homie like me will fuck ya brain up
a homie like me will make it rain blood
my venom in your veins like a flash flood
[verse 2]
i’ll make ya life worth shit
grab my knife and k!ll your wife
fuck her straight up nigga, put a 40 inch in her
dump her in a trash can for godzilla
a monkey gonna eat her, she’ll be tasty
i ain’t a cannibal nigga, i just like to see pain bein’ inflected
i make ya life so worse when i k!ll the rest of your family like amityville
i’ll overdose a lot of b-tches with just on pain k!ller pill
[chorus]
you gotta stand straight up
cuz a homie like me will fuck ya brain up
a homie like me will make it rain blood
my venom in your veins like a flash flood
[verse 3]
i’m drinkin – hell, can’t you tell?
don’t be surprised if your eyeb-lls swell
contemplate fights with vice grips
y’all wanna drive bangin whips?
don’t slip cause if you fall
take ’em under september, y’all
a month after the anniversary of nine-eleven, fuck the suffering!
understand i’m saying
my rap flows insane
the kind you’ll never have again
you want my flow? no, it’s priceless
cause i’m sick of slipping in the darkness
now growing vines from my arms
drinkin pina coladas from sunnydale farms
hittin you hoe’s with the real shit
and quit the ruthless style, yo, that’s bullshit
[chorus]
you gotta stand straight up
cuz a homie like me will fuck ya brain up
a homie like me will make it rain blood
my venom in your veins like a flash flood
[verse 4]
home on every stage
got back my party rage
count my spoke count my inches
cap pilla i’m known for spittin’ on b-tches
yeah, it’s gettin’ wild out here
we just, tryin’a find a place where
she wan me press her b-tton
black chicks or sisters, latin manhattan
girl body looking like, where she come from
did he have a gun, did you want some
you just start visitin spots, i’ve been by
showing us so much, get so high
[chorus]
you gotta stand straight up
cuz a homie like me will fuck ya brain up
a homie like me will make it rain blood
my venom in your veins like a flash flood

- ceeingee lyrics

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