spotemgottem & yn jay - beat box (freestyle) lyrics
beat box (freestyle) lyrics
[intro]
oh so you want it like, alright
yeah, i mean like i can take you there
aah, aah
[verse 1]
get you popped like soda can, aye
rock out like a band, aye
fly like peter pan, aye
watch me do my dance, aye
come to cucchi land, aye
f+ck in doonie van, aye
i f+ck all my fans, aye
spottem that’s my mans, aye
i just seen an opp, bop, shot him on my block, woah
speed off in a h+llcat, took off on the cops, woah
i just made hunnid something thousand off the stocks, hoe
if i caught bb he go cuckoo like a choppa, woah
pull up with a microbully riding with a draco
k!ll ’em in some palm angels now he got a halo
i can’t fire suppresors so i’m riding with potato
put a hole in a n+gga body like a bagel
n+ggas soft as play+do
b+tch do what i say so
how your brother k!ll you over jealousy like abel
n+gga had a gun but he can’t shoot ’cause he weren’t able
aah
[verse 2]
you can bet whatever bet i win just like casino
get caught in a jam my baby fold just like burrito
i don’t go on date but i still step out in tuxedo
i just met a caribbean from puerto rico
i just popped a perky, biting like mosquito
400 degree the block get hot like jalapeño
say the haters watching, must be blind ’cause i can’t see no
b+tch i got some thousand dollar steppers on my feet, hoe
i just took a b+tch to cucchi land, she wanna see, hoe
yeah b+tch you can see but you can not get in for free, no
oh sh+t, f+ck
oh sh+t, f+ck
[chorus: spotemgottem]
bur— bur— burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off
tried to get away from me, had a standoff
hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off
my woadie just caught a body, i nicknamed him randy moss
thuggin’ in my reeboks, ridin’ with a g+shock
shh, i heard he shot, draco make ’em beat box
og made that sharp turn, woadie spot ’em, peeled the car
had a mask on, draco make ’em beat box
[verse 2: spotemgottem]
in miami with my motherf+ckin’ heat out
with another n+gga b+tch, said she got her feet out
i walked in the party, i’m on my big goon sh+t
ready to get it started, b+tch, i got no sense
oh, he the plug, ridin’ ’round with four bricks
call me kobe, twenty+four on me
can’t f+ck wit’ her no more, that lil’ b+tch, she do the most
i get my groove on every time i see them folks
i got the antidote, i’m thinking that’s something you need to know
i’m smooth and i’m cold, she know my wrist on froze
skinny jeans on with a big bankroll
she playin’ my song, i got her takin’ off her thong
i’m tryna get it on, she feeling all over my peter bone
two rights don’t make a wrong, it just go on and on
i’m kickin’ sh+t like jackie chan ’til they got my kicks on
i aim, i hit my target, i’ma up this b+tch regardless
[chorus: spotemgottem]
bur— bur— burn away a carbon beam, knock your legs off
tried to get away from me, had a standoff
hit him in the spine, knock his dreads off
my woadie just caught a body, i nicknamed him randy moss
th— th— thuggin’ in my reeboks, riding with a g+shock
shh, i heard he shot, draco make ’em beat box
og made that sharp turn, woadie spot ’em, peeled the car
had a mask on, draco make ’em beat box
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