sean king - tokyo babe lyrics
[hook]
i met this girl out in tokyo
said she was vegan and liked to smoke
said that she down with yakuza
and she got a ruger
be careful, she ’bout to blow
knockin’ down crews like they dominos
blowin’ down towers of h-lla smoke
and she got a mistress
man this girl is golden
her name ozura
[verse 1: sean king]
she look like lucy liu
straight to the top
got that drive like a subaru
still dressed to k!ll
got me stuck like its super glue
all while she grill compet-tion like barbecue
oh kemosabe
you started beef get cut down in the lobby
she out catching bodies like ugh
dart through the opposition
no compet-tion left
swinging the iron
the coldest steel is at your neck
taker is imminent
got you waitin’, bated breath
taking all fouls, homie
we murdered all the refs
gang full of cobras
so watch your footing when you step
likely the venom happens to enter in you next
trained with the ancient arts
of ripping out your heart
be careful before it be over
right before it could start
i met this girl out in tokyo
o-ren ishii
she’ll be the death of me
long live the queen
i go coco for gogo
with death on the chain
you get done in fo’ sho’ though
now
all for the cheques in the paper chase
you get blown away
man, you light as a paper weight
but this be your last mistake
we runnin’ deep, homie
her crew the 88
[hook]
[verse 2: snuka]
i met this girl from j-pan
she a predator with the blade
another city girl who not lettin’ them n-ggas play
with beretta blasts
it’s about 7 of them b-tches sprayin’
and in the sheets, she a k!ller
it’s heaven don’t get mistaken
she takin’ the weapon
on a mission to wreck it
then put the blade to your neck
and cut your gullet for lessons
she ain’t playin’ no tekken
the bullets will hit appendages
man that sh-t is so simple
she ain’t taking a test
i’m tryin’ to get her
because her life is business
she whippin’ like crazy
then she got me locked in her walls like a prison
oh sh-t i think i’m ’bout to have a baby
god d-mn
and she want the clips for him
girl angry said she ’bout to k!ll a b-tch named ozura
d-mn we ain’t even hit a week yet
she ain’t talking s-x
but she get a b-tch’s seat wet
said ozura owed and never paid back
i said i ain’t f-cking with prison you better stay back
and just when i thought i had to put it in a text
while i was sleep, she a blade in my f-cking neck
i met a girl out in tokyo
told me her boss name was something shin0bu
like d-mn
sometime she hang in the studio
she a bad b-tch and her first name yukiko
[hook]
[verse 3: kidd solo]
smoking on gold out in tokyo
s-o-l-o i roll with my mobile phone
call my j-panese shorty to rodeo
bet she gon’ ride till she comatose
hop in the whip yeah the door open
just drunk like 4 lokos
locals show me magic
go global
become an immobile
immobile don’t move for proposals
i’m still tryin’ to showboat
my mistress be flexin’ in opals
you don’t know my motives
i just want to count up the total
like look at me, momma
we made it
i won’t be faking
and if i catch you hating
b-tch you sedated
gogo ’til i’m faceless
katanas and yamahas out of the bas-m-nt
hear your heart racing
like something you puffed on was laced
and i hope that you make it
so i can keep baking you n-ggas
erasing you n-ggas
village send demons
take over your region
i’m bringing that heat to these beats
’til you feel me
continue to sleep, i unleash all these feelings
i’m fiendin’
i met this girl, she from tokyo
said i could learn to roll spliffs
while i give her dope
f-ck a fake friend
if you jealous
that bullsh-t you selling
you n-ggas irrelevant
[hook]
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