planet giza - warm up lyrics
[verse 1: tony $tone]
ain’t a d-mn thing changed but the change
walkin round, my pockets look amazing
i’m lookin at the time that we wasted
standin on the corner with the made n-ggas
i’m tryna clean the house like a maid
got my n-ggas on the way
kick the door down, lacin
you’re dealin with a marshall, don’t you play with us
the ceiling never brought up to a paid n-gga
cause ain’t a d-mn thing playing but the plane we just flew on
6-5 getting fly, n-gga we be move on
tell me what is you, tell me with the money, get my fool on
here to run the check, tell em cut it like coupons
used to wear bright like sonche momma
i stop sip and strike with the oncha momma
it’s a party, bring your homies, bring your aunt, your momma
we the cob boys, we got a bunch of karma
[verse 2: tony $tone]
i’m feelin like a million, like some pictures i just posted yesterday
really i don’t get excited, it just sounded really nice to say
but it’s all right, it’s okay
i get it poppin like i’m payin ro jay
i paint a picture vivid like a monet
it come in different colors like my monin
yay, so listen while i speed up this pimpin be off the meter
if it was up to me you would be listening to the gizas
my n-ggas kick they feet up and party, they sip tequila
this victory is sweet to me, always breakin a p-n-s
and it just skipped a beat and we falling, but we just ‘ry up
i’m skippin to the beat of the song and i’m tryna keep up
i’m stickin to the script, while i kick those flows
i swear they don’t make it like this no more
[verse 3: tony $tone]
frontin on my paper, dump it on a hater
all in all i make a pretty summer all in greatness
pardon all the neighbors, sorry for the shakers
the b-sslines, the 808s, every time you wake up
but coppin copies off, they must be lockin the operater
so call it on the cops, it never stopped me, never gave up
they tryna to stop the flavor, they tryna watch the place
they pulled a kanye, they tryna cop the way
[bridge]
free that n-gga bigga fella, free all of my homies
we be on a paper trail, we tryna make that honey
we just tryna mega sell, we lookin for those zombies
ey who you be homie, ey who you be homie
lookin out my window i see apes, gorilla monkees
money clipper, money clip, you know i keep it on me
cob the nation like the navy like the army
take it where you wanna take it
tell me what it’s gon be
(ey)
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