maverick (hip hop) - sosa freestyle lyrics
intro
ayo
lets f+cking go my boy
hot summer new money
verse 1
swear to god i’m a f+cking monster
i pull up in that tonka with different color candies on me n+gga w+lly wonka
i know you see me, the way my neck froze, only got one chain on, that’s the herringbone but that’s all it
takes though
to make your shawty hit the floor, bad mamacita on me, want to let a molly go
told her if she slide with me before a n+gga hit the door, take her ass to wonderland and her man ain’t
gotta know
i’m tired of playing with ya, finally seeing the bigger picture
your stock only as good as the n+ggas who down with ya
type of boys to wet you up and whoever round with ya, bigger squad just means more n+ggas that’s
underground with ya
who the pallbearers? black masks we all wearers. black suits, black ties, yall all wearers
now i’m at yo funeral trying to act like i’m caring
mama crying, i’m tryna console her, “it’s ok karen”. and what for?
n+ggas dying over clout
n+gga i suggest you keep my f+cking name out of your mouth
better suggestion is pick another man to worry bout, i knew there was a reason we ain’t let you in the trap house
hook
i just wanna see you shake something, break something, break fast
drop it low, mississippi mud baby shake ass
give these broke boys a reason that they can throw cash
be the same reason i recline, observe and laugh
fire on me, fire homie, fry a homie, expire homie
fact+checking, no lying homie
carole baskins we feed yo ass to the lion’s homie
verse 2
let me get back to business, your boy been at it for a while
shawty last man was simping, she did that n+gga foul, now she all on me
expecting a handout but a n+gga never been known for giving bread to a fowl
i’m a hitmaker, on pace with your pacemaker, steady beating, beat the odds a risk+taker
big dog, daddy blood, jawbreaker
body rappers, mortician, the undertaker
how you like that?! give the game an ice pack
late night, send a n+gga to bed no nightcap
now they sleeping on me, nyquil don’t drink that
quick to wake your ass up with a drum and leave you flat
hook
i just wanna see you shake something
break something
breakfast
drop it low, mississippi mud baby shake ass
give these broke boys a reason that they can throw cash
be the same reason i recline, observe and laugh
fire on me, fire homie, fry a homie, expire homie
fact+checking, no lying homie
carole baskins we feed yo ass to the lion’s homie
outro
let’s go
let’s get it popping, sh+t
you don’t need nothing else to me homeboy
yea
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