lance markeith – off the top lyrics
[chorus]
when yo grind come from off the ground it come off the top
got this sh+t out the mud it took all my love it taught me a lot
hustle passionate and aggravated
n+ggas lookin’ like they mad i made it
b+tch i donate a rutger to my shooter
f+ck these p+ssy n+ggas we play patty cake
[verse 1]
on the block with my magistrates
lookin’ at us like ya majesty
you take orders from hattie mae
n+ggas that dress like b+tches
and i give orders to annie mae
married to the block like ike and tina
that b+tch better have my cake
too much effort they just mad i’m great
so many songs like i’m mad i taped them
only for n+ggas to get mad and take em
sometimes i feel you don’t deserve this greatness
but i stay on my politics
never trust in a politician, nor the opposition
when they not specific, nor in our position
i’mma problem p+ssin’
got my right hand in somebody business
that i prolly shouldn’t
momma told me god gave ya sight
don’t be sittin’ around here lookin’
[chorus]
when yo grind come from off the ground it come off the top
got this sh+t out the mud it took all my love it taught me a lot
hustle passionate and aggravated
n+ggas lookin’ like they mad i made it
b+tch i donate a rutger to my shooter
f+ck these p+ssy n+ggas we play patty cake
[verse 2]
f+ck these p+ssy n+ggas get that hammer straight
look like manikins got em standing still
bloodstains on my stainless steel
got that super choppa call it hand of steel
long as it ain’t got no bodies
imma cop it show em i ain’t playing for real
got this sh+t from my plan a f+ck a plan b
i ain’t playin’ with pills
n+ggas be talkin bout grindin’ and talkin a lot
till that yoppa get pulled on they ass
they get caught in a lie
swear they be buyin’ all these guns
but ain’t caught em no bodies ye!
b+tch i donate a rutger to my shooter!
f+ck these p+ssy n+ggas we play patty cake
i’mma ruthless head eater n+gga
imma see these n+ggas who wanna be the n+gga
anybody wanna be these n+ggas
got some graveyards we can keep these n+ggas
movin’ up just like weezy n+gga
i ain’t hungry i’m greedy n+gga
i ain’t eatin’ i’m feastin n+gga
cause i ain’t never waited for a b+tch to feed me n+gga
[chorus]
when yo grind come from off the ground it come off the top
got this sh+t out the mud it took all my love it taught me a lot
hustle passionate and aggravated
n+ggas lookin’ like they mad i made it
b+tch i donate a rutger to my shooter
f+ck these p+ssy n+ggas we play patty cake
[outro]
donate a rutger to my shooter
f+ck these p+ssy n+ggas we play patty cake
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