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skeeter fergie , skeeter nellz , skeeter ty - shit i have to say lyrics

[verse 1: skeeter fergie

that’s my word sunoco
steady greasing n-ggas like its coco
ready to snap , head for the cheese
so here’s the photo , its all show
spanish chick back for it , she a loco
young cats tryna copy these old flows , so fix this
flash with the mac , you slackin , n-gga call it lipstick
these chickens ride till they c-cked , and they get popped in a block of n-ggas
bein’ foul in the game , so they get flopped
and i make side rappers contact drops , k!ller in ya eyes
ya contact shot , b-tch i see goal , you seagulls so go flock
call it martyr , in harlem and skeeters we all sportin nuttys like george carver
so i carved her outta the sp-ce , she a martian
pain to a water , a gi-na , like martin
45th and 3 line , lay tracks like a d train
i let you be the sh-t , yea n-gga you sh-t stains
my b-tch bangs , take you to jungles dirty kitchen
im cancer , worst spot of me i keep it sickened
you hear my buzz , im not beasting , im just feasting
right here im the answer , why you keep on cheating ?
x marks the spot , shabazz n-gga im leading
b-tches on my wood and good , i’ll be here light years
ambidextrous , you thought you left me but i’m right here
see me in the middle , i b e on cd’s , lenox ave on top , cause n-gga you on v street
a cl-ssic , paid in full , juice , shottas , blocka , next thing is common urban sinatra
bloodclot , hit you with 4 shots in ya casa , door not , hit you 4 shots in ya casa

[hook: skeeter fergie]

i’ma hit you with the insulin
i’ma bless you with my thought
so ya mind get sick again
skeeter gang top 5
and ya motherf-ckin b-tches
love us cause we too fly
bang ! bang !
get money , f-ck broke n-ggas
if we dont pull a trigger
best believe we gon hit a n-gga
skeeter gang !
everyday we not the same
just elaborate for some sh-t i have to say

[verse 2: skeeter ty]

yea, bout time i get lyrical b-tch
mayonnaise benz , call that miracle whip
if you a bad b-tch , you’ll get this miracle d-ck
and just my presence is a blessing , some miracle sh-t
i f-ck mad b-tches , f-ckin with mad hoes
i’m on the big screen , spending mad dough
i don’t play though , yea nellz tell em n-gga

[verse 3: skeeter nellz]

yea i’mma tell these n-ggas
cold blooded track k!ller
we a step ahead , at the top thats a fact n-gga
lookin for a handout ? pardon my back n-gga
ya’ll the type to look and not react n-gga
army of two , ty send them shots back n-gga

[verse 4: skeeter ty]

bang bang , end ya life with the gun
ty submit to ya legs, in case in a n-gga try to run
i’ma beast , i’mma vet , yea i’m young , i’m the best
if you f-ckin with skeeter ty , then you f-ckin with the rest

[verse 5: skeeter nellz]

if you f-ckin with the rest then you better get some rest
cause we pressure n-ggas , like you bout to take a test
experience none the less , talented ? yes we blessed
i promise we gon make it , i pray to my last breatj

[hook]

- skeeter fergie skeeter nellz skeeter ty lyrics

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