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elijah wiggins - dallen's house lyrics

[hook: elijah wiggins]
momma imma be at dallen’s house
yo i’m trying to be a rapper now
things been weighing heavy my conscious
i’m sorry momma they ain’t leave the boy no options

[post hook: d.o.p.e]
momma in the kitchen baking cookies everyday
we just chilling making music trying to get that bank
momma in the kitchen baking cookies everyday
we ain’t stopping till we popping trying to win the game
[verse 1 d.o.p.e]
met this black kid in my choir cl-ss no we just running the school
i’m wearing this sash on my shoulder you better not run in this school
your girl saw me in the musical now she thinks i look cool
a mighty king like i am jesus believe can run on this pool
blasphemous come at me never take me as a pacifist
because i’ll p-ss a dis and i’ll p-ss the test
and you’re p-ssing out when i p-ss a fist
haters be tripping
killing undercl-ssmen like a dead fish
that i grilled up with a little lemon and a side of rice that’s delicious
arizona tea in my hand always going ham
that is in the plan
whipping in a civic treat it like a lambo
colder than brett favre veins at lambo
yeah i go rambo like (bluh bluh bluh)
my girl hears your raps shes like (bleh bleh bleh)
because don’t wanna hear no (blah blah blah)
you’re a sheep not a leader just (bye bye bye)
(yeah i just ball) i am the leader
you’ve been defeated the world is my theater
i ball like serena
or like derek jeter somebody call peta
i roar like a lion
got like legs like a cheetah i cook them like frita
ole la cocina hola mamcita (ah)

[hook: elijah wiggins]
momma imma be at dallen’s house
yo i’m trying to be a rapper now
things been weighing heavy my conscious
i’m sorry momma they ain’t leave the boy no options

[verse 2: elijah wiggins]
white boy’s making white noise
making altoid’s wanna sue because
i keep the breath fresh
they call me “rye-guy” because i bake bread
they don’t wanna see me when my cd drop i’m going to be the one on their list
you feel it
i’m going to be the dude when the dudes in the school want to rock the building
calling up mr. shaw
tell him i’ll ball for the talent show
talking like i’ll never drop the ball
it’s almost like i’m reading minds though
these kids start feel like my groupies
they want to battle at bus stops
i had to tell them all just stop
i had to tell them all just stop
i’m the best in the northwest central
keep the spin turnt with the stuff i been through
it’s funny how emotions give you thoughts so sinful
i’m trying to let it go but it’s hard my kinfolk
so let me p-ss all of the time with these verses
i don’t have the time to rehe-rs- this
i’m like wow when the beats start working
my diary is what will surface
well c’est la vie
i don’t need
any of
your pity
got ten views man i’m feeling myself
look momma i ain’t trying for wealth
look momma i will triumph in the jail
look momma this is the way that i feel
way that i feel
out of the matrix i took the red pill

[hook: elijah wiggins]
momma imma be at dallen’s house
yo i’m trying to be a rapper now
things been weighing heavy my conscious
i’m sorry momma they ain’t leave the boy no options

- elijah wiggins lyrics

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