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pizzle – lena horne lyrics

[hook]

yeah, uh
team so tough i gotta throw it up high
we seen a lot of money but we ain’t seen enough, nah, yo
leanin’ hard, leanin’ hard, that chopper singing like lena h-rne
for these n-ggas who tryna get deep involved in this sh-t

[bridge]

they yelling more money
all these b-tches talk about is more money
but you gotta get it off the floor, honey
yeah, you gotta get it off the floor, honey
n-ggas talkin more money
all these n-ggas talk about is more money
all these n-ggas talk about is more money
all these n-ggas..
hol’ up

[verse 1]

so they movin the pack out back room
plug in the bathroom
just re’d up, gotta come back soon
gotta come back soon
need awards for this sh-t, this floor’s hot as cancun
rent due and they don’t care what a n-gga can’t do
younger n-ggas in the hood, did what the older n-ggas do
they was posted on the block, i was in the paint too
ain’t too many other n-ggas that could do it like dude
i was tryna to get it crackin made it happen out the blue
i remember now, been without
sitting up in jail with a pregnant baby mama tryna get me out
life wasn’t ever lenient on that linear scale
just look at when i was 20 wit a wallet empty as h-ll
but now p so swaggy should be wit iggy azalea
and all of my n-ggas stamped should prolly be in a mail truck
on my dave chappelle, i wanna see the haters ball
so they can talk about the good instead of what i be doin wrong
i be chiefin like cheech and nem
to keep me from chalking somethin’ out like a teacher
and then receiving amnesia
i need preacher and a beach chair
cuz when n-ggas be claimin’ they the president, i’m thinking’ bout how they bout to get impeached here
got no love for no n-gga
i get all of the gold out of a gold digger
put nikes on my toes and some dope denims
stunt like a dope dealer son that soaked up the game like a sponge
treat the flow like an automatic gun
i gotta k!ll these n-ggas

[hook]

[bridge 2]

all these b-tches talk about is more money
yeah, you gotta get it off the floor, honey
all these n-ggas talk about is more money
yeah, you gotta get it off the floor, honey

[verse 2]

i woke up stuntin’ my n-gga
i don’t even know what time f-ckin time zone i’m in
i’m the one that everybody eyes on
the only rapper m-th-f-ckas can rely on
i ain’t put a project out in 2 years
you dropped one about a week ago and didn’t n0body even know
only got yo n-ggas promotin and they ain’t even listen to that sh-t, my n-gga ain’t that a b-tch
i devise a plan like gladē
it got my runnin’ through the lobby with some thick girls tweakin’ off a molly
i know n-gga plotting c.n.o.t.e. said he got me
and i know he ain’t lyin’ cuz that charger had a choppa in it when i got it
man i’m loyal to who loyal to me
ya favorite rapper is a bore to me
like wale said i sound like j. cole
when i get on boy these n-ggas whole plate gone
ain’t gone play i got an ankle brace on
all thru city n-ggas show me love like faizon
out here dodging hoes that gotta paint they face on
shoutout all the chicks who told me “cheeks” was they song
brew city, brew city, swear to god i’ll never rep a new city
like a roommate, my n-ggas move wit me
iphone goin crazy, man the bill 250
gotcha girlfriend catchin backshots like ricky lil n-gga

[hook]

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