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scott benji - joking lyrically lyrics

intro:
-talking & laughing-

(verse)
overseas where my n-gg-s teaching me russian sh-t
she all over me speaking marriage swear she be rushin’ sh-t
and we’ll rob the city -ssuming we just gone rush-in sh-t
left the scene alone and came back with a russian back
skeptical, the next to do the next n-gg- foul see
my t-st-cl- the next to be the next victim ya mouth see
n-gg- you shot and missed it b-tch
i picked the pot and p-ssed in it
listen sh-t left again and came back with a different b-tch
im on some wicked sh-t
this sh-t is fatal
f-ck being stable
i staple
b-tches on my wall
now i’m on some older sh-t
swim all in that p-ssy like i’m michael
watch me stroke her sh-t
i judged her by her cover
guess i faced her book
poked her sh-t
now i’m looking deeper in her book
like i wrote that sh-t
b-tches lie
n-gg-s lie
momma crying
n-gg-s die
scott will do it
n-gg-s try
get money put that b-tch aside
these n-gg-s got ghost but say they make that sh-t
how the h-ll you call yourself a g when you ain’t that sh-t
talk about ya girl all the time bet i’ll take that b-tch
same as machiavelli b-tch i’ll make you fake that sh-t
most of ya’ll ask for permission man ya’ll stupid n-gg-
if you really bout all that run up sh-t then do it n-gg-
went from a nerd to having guns
don’t matter you won’t shoot em n-gg-
if you really not about it move cause scott gone do it n-gg-
better find ya girl before i stroke hr n-gg-
i’m about to put her on the bed
bout to choke her n-gg-
say you bout that robbin’ sh-t p-ssy i’m the joker n-gg-
scott leave the scene without a trace i decompose a n-gg-
groupie -ss n-gg-s be 50
not f-ckin’ with me
ballin’ like i’m harden for houston
i f-cked with whitney
lord forgive me
i’m nike f-ck spaulding
the lord is with me
whenever it’s my time to departure
the lord gone lift me
met a b-tch in la
went out and balled like kobe
ya’ll see that kardashian (car that she’s in)
f-ck it lamar and chloe
don’t demote me
my mom didn’t wear it so f-ck a wedding ring
ima be the realest the rarest the throne has ever seen
dedicated i been steady pacing with this rap sh-t
seen death too much i gotta get away from that sh-t
seen breaths taken i gotta steer away from that sh-t
nicki got the gun i gotta get away from that b-tch
it’s crazy i’m not bout to say i love you cause i’m angry
understand that you can hate me cause i hate you too
b-tch f-ck that feeling sh-t you dealing with
a mean cat
one that’s down by 40 at the half and bring his team back
one that got a 40 in his bag full of mean raps
one that never drunk a 40 but hes one that seen that
shout out ct
city where our hands is combining
to go and rip the f-ckin’ streets i stand right behind em
a n-gg- couldn’t walk to me and talk to me
or i’ll have em in the graveyard with his momma right beside em
be and my brother stand side looking like shaq and kobe
n-gg- my raps are holy
n-gg- no straps can hold me
me and marc here you know we
closer than zack and cody
i compose the
greatest sh-t that you ever heard
april 1st was the tape
but wait here comes this verse
gotta scary past the book prolly still dusty
my heart was too cold thought ya’ll never take it from me
these b-tches ain’t want me
my n-gg-s ain’t love me
that’s the reason ya’ll may think that my inside so ugly
but still some ya’ll females still prolly wanna f-ck me
but these females drag my name
that’s why ya’ll prolly wouldn’t trust me
i been gone for some time
so the mic is still rusty
the stress that’s in my past is in despite my trail ugly
we up my n-gg-
w-ssup don’t sleep shut up my n-gg-
watch my sh-t corrupt my n-gg-
don’t trust ya’ll b-tches
couldn’t pay me no money to cuff ya’ll b-tches
it’s been a while for now i had enough ya’ll b-tches
goofy -ss n-gg-s be trippy
they all so witty
been surviving without a guide
so no ned bigby
swear i’ll make you shut up dawg
this timmy burner
met a b-tch named wanda at the cosmos
no timmy turner
tell that b-tch i’ll take her to my condo
pr-nto
if i go then she go
so i keep my heat close
if he talk then he ghost
then he toast
quemado
get yo hermano
i’ll call my amigos

(outro)

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