rodshoo - 2092 lyrics
[chorus]
n+gga straight chillin’, chillin’ like a villain
got the rollerblades hangin’ from the ceiling
got my ticket, i hope i hit a million
when we hit the two+man, we like jordan and scottie pippen
ay, it’s the nineties, y’all better get behind me
can’t f+ck with a boring b+tch ’cause i need my b+tch feisty
need a b+tch with jungle fever, grab the camera i’m spike lee
f+ck a b+tch who love me; i need a b+tch who like me
[verse 1]
she want me to be her hero, but i’m not coming in for the save
if she want a real n+gga, she gon’ have to crack the safe
too many hoes lost me ’cause they don’t know how to behave
[bridge]
hey, too fresh, a n+gga so cool
left him behind ’cause he was actin’ a fool
don’t mean to be rude
but b+tch you need a n+gga that’s smooth
[verse 2]
eenie miney mo
it’s my turn to pick the ho
i want the one that’s dropping it to the floor
real n+gga tryna’ run up the score
ay, ay, ay
n+gga doubled up, n+gga leveled up
n+gga runned it up, n+gga never stuck
n+gga never tucked
never out of luck, always out of f+cks
always chasing chickens, n+gga tryna get the clucks
kareem on the bucks
hook shot in the clutch
b+tches scared of me ’cause my sauce too much
but i got enough, gotta take a puff
tryna’ bag a ho, so i’m always in a rush
i’m always out in about and i’m searching, n+gga tryna treasure hunt
ay, these b+tches always keep flirtin’; a n+gga not tryna stunt
[bridge]
hey, too fresh, a n+gga so cool
left him behind ’cause he was actin’ a fool
don’t mean to be rude
but b+tch you need a n+gga that’s smooth
hey, too fresh, a n+gga so cool
left him behind ’cause he was actin’ a fool
don’t mean to be rude
but b+tch you need a n+gga that’s smooth
[chorus]
n+gga straight chillin’, chillin’ like a villain
got the rollerblades hangin’ from the ceiling
got my ticket, i hope i hit a million
when we hit the two+man, we like jordan and scottie pippen
ay, it’s the nineties, y’all better get behind me
can’t f+ck with a boring b+tch ’cause i need my b+tch feisty
need a b+tch with jungle fever, grab the camera i’m spike lee
f+ck a b+tch who love me; i need a b+tch who like me
n+gga straight chillin’, chillin’ like a villain
got the rollerblades hangin’ from the ceiling
got my ticket, i hope i hit a million
when we hit the two+man, we like jordan and scottie pippen
ay, it’s the nineties, y’all better get behind me
can’t f+ck with a boring b+tch ’cause i need my b+tch feisty
need a b+tch with jungle fever, grab the camera i’m spike lee
f+ck a b+tch who love me; i need a b+tch who like me
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