metro zu - letemkno lyrics
[verse 1: ruben slikk]
astro be that mack that smoke them sacks up in that cognac
mental masturbation with these b-tches yeah they on that
paper getting, levitating
never hating nigga
smoking potent, hoes elopin’ from they hoes to pay that nigga
my intentions always good
to choose a pimp they should
attract them racks
and keep me rocking diamonds gripping wood
i’m working smarter like i’m bill gates
and not harder with that pill face
and if a b-tch be kicking rocks
more problems what she will face
these diamonds in my mandible
my game is so intangible
so real it seems the way i act with hoes is reprimandable
the dough i get is daily for a nigga it ain’t annual
i read your b-tch and play her like the street fighter manual
astro the magnificent
the way his grill be glistenin’
enable him to answer many questions without listenin’
baby i’m the answer
black like panthers
she thirsty for a nigga and i’m something like fanta
[hook: lofty 305]
let ’em know
let these b-tches know
let these niggas know
[verse 2: mr. b]
literally and physically
mr. b that nigga getting in your b-tch so vividly
save that for your memory
finest weed is what we puffing on that is a recipe
one b-tch to accommodate the other playing chess with me
d-ck be that interstate
go on b-tch and ride it
caught her with peripherals so that b-tch be my side chick
and your girl invest in me just like emerging markets
never grasp a nigga shopping less than neiman marcus
ah, catch me smoking on that cali hard
your b-tch she come around
she catch my drift just like a rally car
metro zu is who we are got bbc like tokyo
so much white up in that b-tch we nicknamed that shit ‘c-keo’
we make money disappear
no magic to make it clear
call me scorpion the way i make these hoes get over here
yes i know i f-cked that b-tch but dog i’m not too into her
y’all be counting imaginary numbers like some integers
[hook: lofty 305]
let ’em know
let these b-tches know
let these niggas know
[verse 3: lofty 305]
gizmo yo
aka your hoe’s opiate
tell a b-tch to put it in my pocket then i’m stroking it
those with a closed mind find that i open it
wild like a nigga had a sack putting c-ke in it
pleasant is a future tense plenty benefits
pimping in the present with foreseen elegant
b-tches and i’m shopping spitting game so delicate
b-tch out of pocket then the b-tch ain’t ready yet
hoe put a nigga shine like this
slippery fresh f-ck that the squad can’t catch
my style about as clean as my record on the file
off the record a nigga wild and travel miles
on the criminal path as i sit back and laugh
at the licks and the shit that i did in the past
fast money split came back extra crazy
like swag from the 80s and some diddy -ss ladies
[hook: lofty 305]
let ’em know
let these b-tches know
let these niggas know
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