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mizzle mac - focus lyrics

(focus baby)
(you gotta focus, baby)
(focus, please)

told my mom i can’t resist, ma’ imma smoker
i caught him looking at him looking at my tits, i told him focus
they got me cold go grab my mits, put on my coat fur
you saw me down, ain’t see to fix.. now i don’t know her

if it’s a problem, we gon’ smoke ‘em like a looseleaf
it flow like water.. he want steak, well get him blue cheesed
until my mama know i’m great i’ll follow routines
he got that karma ‘cause he take.. watch how you do things
we spin like drama on them tapes, and tie them loose ends
we catch the farmer with the carrots, let it fly
do too much talking, already know you ain’t that guy
by how you walk in.. already tell what ain’t gon’ rise!
b+tch, who you stalking? turned around.. “n+gga, surprise!”

got the harley at my side, i’m baby joker
lil baby know we get them chips, ain’t playing poker
dropped a baggie on my wrist, and on my choker

in ‘98 they let the mf dog out
you test my fate you gon’ get + you gon’ get dogged out
gave him a feature for the future got my dog clout
can smell the hate i got the senses.. gotta dog snout
he seen i won, and bussed a tantrum.. hit a dog pout
i bust my gun it’s only rarely, what my dog ‘bout

they all aboard!
they giddy up, all on my nuts
said i’m the one, yea i’m the one, i am and was
he acting funny it’s hilarious think it’s guts
i’m meredith grey, l’m in the back, i’m in the cuts
called me his girl, i turned around said, “n+gga, what?”
i took your b+tch, i just was bored.. ain’t give no f+ck
told my mom i can’t resist, ma’ imma smoker
i caught him looking at him looking at my tits, i told him focus
they got me cold go grab my mits, put on my coat fur
you saw me down, ain’t see to fix.. now i don’t know her

(dame luvs)

you can tell that you a snitch.. by the thickness of your folder
looking at the brick.. i’m like, “that’s a nice boulder.”
my flows gettin’ colder
my clothes gettin’ colder
i got to get the bag! ‘cause my kids getting older
you play with them.. right after that, b+tch you gon’ be a poster
and i wish it was you too, can’t you see that god chose us?
i’m ‘ai” with this sh+t, it ain’t no practice and i’m cold, huh?
really from the trenches so it’s hard to put this pole up..
a lot of y’all ain’t have to grow up how we had to grow up
they see that this sh+t working, now they trynna make us slow up
can somebody please tell me, what’s a rat to a cobra??
i thought you n+ggas knew, we got the world on our shoulders!
let’s go up!

- mizzle mac lyrics

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