pressa – base bat lyrics
(intro)
money music
press (7x)
pressa! pressa!
ok
(hook)
i’m f-ckin’ up my city like tsunamis
and i can change her world like marcus garvey
she like “all them n-ggas broke” and i’m like “pardon me?”
and i done rubbed off on her she like part of me
teach her how to cook my dope she think she chef [?]
hit it with that free base feel like i stole base
back then i had the shotty f-ck a base bat
and pressa got more hits than a base bat
teach her how to cook my dope she think she chef [?]
hit it with that free base feel like i stole base
back then i had the shotty f-ck a base bat
and pressa got more hits than a base bat
(verse 1)
mama told me that these beggars can’t be picky
and i could make a dollar out of 50
and i just fed my dog and now he bit me
two shots out the pump will make him ricky
she like [?]
i’m blowin’ out her back to my new sh-t
tell me how i hit it once and then my mood switch
i’m like two seconds ’bout to lose it
all my life been runnin’ round and in ‘n out of sam & tony’s
like back then i was cooler than the cool kids
mouth gold, grade six, before rap city famous
she mad i took her friend that she came with
can’t catch me on a date cuz i don’t hold hands
and never once you catch pressa go run back
and i be runnin’ sh-t like i’m a quarterback
and they be like “there, there he go” i feel like kodak
and i be cookin’ up like the professor
he behind on homework tell him catch up
and why he put the bread in the freezer?
i got ketchup on my rice, i’m kinda weird, huh?
i lost my homie off a feature
he in d-league, i’m a leaguer
she’ll be lyin’ if she say i look familiar
and she look 10 times better in brazilian hair
and it could get messy like a rough draft
i got numbers in my phone, all type of contacts
if they don’t see the wave, they need some contacts
baddie’s at my door, i ordered that
(hook)
i’m f-ckin’ up my city like tsunamis
and i can change her world like marcus garvey
she like “all them n-ggas broke” and i’m like “pardon me?”
and i done rubbed off on her she like part of me
teach her how to cook my dope she think she chef [?]
hit it with that free base feel like i stole base
back then i had the shotty f-ck a base bat
and pressa got more hits than a base bat
teach her how to cook my dope she think she chef [?]
hit it with that free base feel like i stole base
back then i had the shotty f-ck a base bat
and pressa got more hits than a base bat
(outro)
money music
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