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chris patrick - off deez (remix) lyrics

yeah, yeah
woah, woah
get off my
get off my
shout out samad

[verse 1]
north new jersey leader force the flow of heaters
corpses hit the floor when that sword i swing come near yuh
chop em with that cleaver, hotter than fajitas
rocking all of these stripes i might be sponsored by adidas

pull up in your city and we ready to go
steady the aim, pull the trigger and we letting you know
devilish smile in my frame i rely on my pain
set aside what i feel as i slide through the game
pull on the strings like acoustics
double up on my bling when i’m out for movement
trouble been on wings never run with excuses
jumping through every ring can’t front b+tch i’m ruthless

came for that pasta
made me a way in this lane all the rest of these lames is imposters
working like doctors stitch up the frames of they brain operations been sounding like operas
i’m finna spark em
if you complain bout my game then i’ll hand this smoke like rasta
sh+t getting darker
rappers on d+ck and my name in they mouth ’cause this n+gga a monster
[hook]
get off my d+ck, get off my d+ck
40 my hip, loadin’ my clip
cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
hannibal, hannibal, look what i did
edible, edible, got the munchies
but i got the bungees, i’ma jump off this ship
but i bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
n+gga talkin’ that sh+t, now i’m talkin’ my sh+t

[verse 2]
i go insane
momma said “you is too gifted i came through to grip up the reigns”
problems been brewing with rappers
from all different factors
and lately it all sound the same
sound like “blase blasé blasé blah”
what?
“blasé blasé blase blah”
huh?
mumble jumbo fumble through the lyrics
skinnyfromthe9 is not the fiercest
skinnyfromthe9, what the f+ck?
your city doesn’t claim your own appearance
we was in the trenches in the benches trying to make it happen just to get us out
you was in the mention starting tensions capping everybody looking for the clout
we was at functions trying to run it just to get it jumping had to make a play
you was out here ducking looking suspect snitching on them n+ggas just to get way
we don’t even know you. where the f+ck you from? we ain’t ever heard nothing bout
n+ggas been claiming they hardest in jersey but act like some b+tches, no doubt
[hook]
get off my d+ck, get off my d+ck
40 my hip, loadin’ my clip
cannabis, cannabis, roll up my spliff
hannibal, hannibal, look what i did
edible, edible, got the munchies
but i got the bungees, i’ma jump off this ship
but i bet he get whipped with the pistol grip
n+gga talkin’ that sh+t, now i’m talkin’ my sh+t

- chris patrick lyrics

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