spose & cam groves - b.m.f. lyrics
unhhhhhh
it’s like sounding like i just had a stroke
unhhhh
(we smoked it all!)
[chorus]
they think i’m slim shady, asher roth
keep judgin’, h-sslehoff
i hang with trees, mcintosh
i made another track, you were jackin’ off
they think i’m slim shady, asher roth
keep judgin’, h-sslehoff
i hang with trees, mcintosh
i made another track, you were jackin’ off
[verse 1]
no tard on the mic, go hard, b-n-r-like make tracks that you get mad at
smilin’, makin’ hits like domestic violence, where the motherf-ckin’ stepdads at?
right here if you’re where i’m from, we never wanna do what our parents done
mine smoked weed, i got a pair of blunts so i guess i’m a hypocrite a little bit drunk
bro go adjust to me, front for a month then f-cks with me
i’m in a whip with a chick got drugs with me, and i spit it and admit that publicly
ever quit that sh-t it’ll be reluctantly, got a list of the villains that i must defeat
and my life just changed so abrupt-a-ly, but i’m alive and i’m twenty-five luckily
cause i’m spose (spose motherf-cka), glorious
still doin’ work, laborious
the audacity, f-ck yes!
i’m monumental, i’m statuesque
[chorus]
they think i’m slim shady, asher roth
keep judgin’, h-sslehoff
i hang with trees, mcintosh
i made another track, you were jackin’ off
they think i’m slim shady, asher roth
keep judgin’, h-sslehoff
i hang with trees, mcintosh
i made another track, you were jackin’ off
[verse 2]
mcs got beef like a bistro, hate or relate to the people
every time i preach get my priest on, mics i’m a beast on, nissan whip it like devo
and i don’t sell kilos, and me on the line’s kinda like ray allen with the free throws
and i don’t do the dougie or the jerk when i lurk on a verse doin’ work, home depot
or lowes (lowes), spose (spose)
little bit of weed spittin’ trees where the green gr-ss grows (grows) so (so)
that’s how i think you are on the mic, you blow (blow) oh (no)
got nathan on my neck and wrist no (ho) mo (bro) go
keep jerkin’ off to my pho-tos
i’m awesome, f-ckin s-xcellent
your sh-t’s week, excrement
that kid spose, gotta hand it to
he still k!lls it, van der sloot
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