socks x ec x maplestreet - she’s down lyrics
chorus [all]
she’s down, she’s on me
i’m marking on your b-tch
she’s down, she’s on me
catch me with your chick
[socks]
i bounce on the beat, yeah
socks on your ho
i’m slippy with the kicks
pouring water on your clothes
i’m a f-ckin’ pirate and i’m looking for that gold
got ross on my sweater and ray banz on my nose
and no, ay, i’m not trying to start sh-t
i’m in the us, my wrist in the arctic
drive with your girl and i tell her to park it
i could swoop your sister at the farmer’s market
but ay, what can i say?
got your sister as your side and my mother as my main
it’s not my fault that these girls in a rage
cause they all around my neck like a f-ckin’ gold chain!
yeah, and my rhymes are dummy
but your girl likes it, and she thinks i’m funny
i pull up like the easter bunny
but instead of candy, man i’m dropping that money
simply, my bars are silly and
my wrist, it’s so chilly and
yo b-tch say she miss me
so i take her on a date, and we play frisbee (yeah!)
chorus [all]
she’s down, she’s on me
i’m macking on your b-tch
she’s down, she’s on me
catch me with your chick
[sweet lou]
yeah it’s ec, yeah you know it’s me
got a wrist like a river, and it’s up to my knees
if you’re gonna take me out on a shopping spree
best believe we bout to hit up l. l. bean
cause, i’m a saver, never a spender
got a real hot milf and she up on my member
all the younger guys wanting me to be their mentor
cause i’m posted up with members of the opposite gender!
coolin on the couch, eat a bowl of chex
tell your girl to come over, we can have s-x
hit up ross, bout to dress for less
1 on 1 with yo girl and my mom is the ref!
yeah, it’s game time, don’t get me started
i may be clever but my rhymes are r-t-rded
yeah, girl i know you wanna see this
if you ask nicely i’ll show you my p-n-s!
chorus [all]
she’s down, she’s on me
i’m marking on your b-tch
she’s down, she’s on me
catch me with your chick
[maplestreet]
maplestreet boy, i’m showing, i’m going
rapping so whack, don’t know where my flow is
bars so wet you flex on my neck
buy me a boat, and no i’m not rowing
stay up all night, they call me young shooter
yo girl on skype, she on my computer
hop in my honda, i do the maneuver
i euro past haters, and dining at hooters
im ripping that bong, yeah, sipping that palm
yeah, gl-sses like nam
she at my house, yeah, peeping like tom
yeah she peeping like tom
wolfing me down, yeah she working out, yeah
i dip and i’m out
equipping my clout, yeah, that’s what i’m bout
say thats what i’m bout
it’s 2 in the morning, i’m sipping, i’m chugging
i’m whipping that foreign
your flow is so boring, yo i can’t stop scoring
i’m tossing up jumpers, i’m tossing up jumpers
they ralphing like lauren
its no accident that i’m flexing like norris
remember the chorus, please remember the chorus
chorus [all]
she’s down, she’s on me
i’m marking on your b-tch
she’s down, she’s on me
catch me with your chick
she’s down, she’s on me
i’m marking on your b-tch
she’s down, she’s on me
catch me with your chick
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