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soyé - biography lyrics

{verse (soy)}
soy will hold the spliff cause his brain and his tummy hurt , you’ll never catch him in the street with cigs or a b-mmy shirt
did blow two times , second was the best , after that he hit the thrift to get a nice vest
called the motorolla , left in a corolla , lit a blunt and almost got as high as ayatollah
ask him what he doin and he prolly say he rollin , soy getting bigger like your fingers if they swollen , from blood flow
look ! here he come ! oh no ! soy be wearing shirts that got a nice box logo
if you ask to hang he’ll say bounce like a pogo , or ride off on a horse like the shirts with the polo
it doesn’t take long for you to hear his name , once it’s said it’s noticed and it’s trapped inside your monkey brain
b-tches begging him to give ’em all the wedding ring he look ’em in they eyes and then he tell ’em that it’s not his thing
he raking up the leaves and mold it to a blunt , his sh-t will stay reaking like the stenches of a stinky skunk , can’t despise his eyes or else he’ll lock you in a little trunk and go to coast to coast on your little -ss and slam dunk
now you can see him in the streets or with the deli meats or in the sheets , making beats , or getting sucked on like a leech
oh , i thought this was biography , i ain’t gonna quit caus you know you not stopping me
uh , make a plan like a ploy , they see him walk they ask they friends “who dat young boy?”
well he be playing with your feelings like a toy , you can’t forget the name with three letters , spell “soy”

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