matt summington - hall of fame lyrics
[verse 1: matt summington]
me and peet should be hall of famers
and we ain’t acting berdly we no gamers
she gave you the cookie but you famous amos
she gave you the p+ssy you ain’t pay for the +n+s
you better block your favorite rapper up on spotify
cause we k!lling this a takeover like hov before ’05
b+a+a+d
that’s my posse
when the hook hits, everybody sing with me
[hook: matt summington]
man i need that hall of fame
what else is there really to gain
not playing games this no 2k
never mumble no ay yе ye
man i need that hall of fame
what elsе is there really to gain
not playing games this no 2k
never mumble no ay ye ye
[verse 2: matt summington]
got good humor but this is b.a.a.d. music
you better call your muses and tell them what they’re losing
yeah the mixing’s bad but so is the music
you just gotta know how to listen how to use it
when it comes to beats, i’m not picking there’s no choosing
the only picking that i’m doing is when i’m dissing
back when i was alonely yeah i had no pot to p+ss in
now i own the world baby, you better listen
[interlude 1:matt summington]
yea yea yea
b.a.a.d. music we run this thing
like
[hook: matt summington]
man i need that hall of fame
what else is there really to gain
not playing games this no 2k
never mumble no ay ye ye
man i need that hall of fame
what else is there really to gain
not playing games this no 2k
never mumble no ay ye ye
man i need that hall of fame
what else is there really to gain
not playing games this no 2k
never mumble no ay ye ye
man i need that hall of fame
what else is there really to gain
not playing games this no 2k
never mumble no ay ye ye
[interlude 2: lil peet]
i catch these snitches like quidditch
river bank full of money call that a quid ditch
lil peet got them bans up in this b+tch
(speed that sh+t up you p+ssy)
ight
[verse 3: lil peet]
peet on fire call an ambulance
i swag i cook do my cookin dance
u wanna f+ck come take a chance
cuz at 9:00 we’ll be takin off our pants
i steal cash without circumstance
cuz when i rap i put u in a trance
got that class and pull up to france
might tap your ass then give you the glance
hol up you’s a lame
you ain’t in the hall of fame
i be f+ckin all these dames
u ain’t got nothing to claim
got these bills i make it rain
feel like ecco while i drain
u are not part of this gang
b.a.a.d. music we on the gain
[outro: lil peet, matt summington, & default_miserable]
h+ll yeah
and that’s a fact
for sure
yea i just wanna make sure
i think it’s the right version
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