xaddy potter - pardon me lyrics
[intro: xaddy potter]
yeah… truth music records, man
xaddy potter on this shii…
[chorus: xaddy potter]
pardon me, pardon me. money, b-tches and a lot of trees; all we n-gg-s f-ckin’ really need; no trouble and some hennessey
pardon me, pardon me. give you st-tches when you f-ck with me. hope you humans on your f-ckin’ feet; hope you humans off your f-ckin’ feels
[verse1: xaddy potter]
a little bubbly in the breeze; lines cold makes these n-gg-s call me mean
tryna keep ’em clean but this life been, “keep’ a n-gg- on this nicotine”
always gotta make a nose bleed on my own screed
like, wait up ’til i make the f-ckin screen
it(‘s) been so frank that the flow is deeper than an ocean – how do i feel?
i feel, maybe, i’ been bullied why i always got these n-gg-s bodied; i’ been upset
writing verses like i’m toking on a f-ckin’ spiked jet
it’s beauty of a f-ckin sunset on this art sh-t
i’m so set. like i’m n-z-, i’ been k!lling n-gg-s who been naughty; since it’s “f-ck me”
you don’t wanna get me started
adolf hitler ’bout to f-ck sh-t; leave ’em haunted now i’m wanted
bin laden sh-t f-ckin’ new breed; cause’ a f-ckin scene
sometimes i don’t know what i f-ckin mean but i see these bodies on my f-ckin feet – get ’em all k!lled, xaddy potter
[chorus: xaddy potter]
pardon me, pardon me. money, b-tches and a lot of trees; all we n-gg-s f-ckin’ really need; no trouble and some hennessey
pardon me, pardon me. give you st-tches when you f-ck with me. hope you humans on your f-ckin’ feet; hope you humans off your f-ckin’ feels
[verse2: xaddy potter]
(yeah) don’t you do stunt on a n-gg-, please
find me chilling, in my own feels
pardon me, 4our20 got ’em f-ckin’ trees off the lean though
catch these jets out with blvqlip
my ex probably wanted netflix
so on this money like we’ bandits; never ease the pain
i try to get the flow insane, murder all these lames; i ain’t really with the games
i ain’t really with your fake plays
my girl left me for another lame, what a f-cking pain
and on this p-ssy i’m like so sage, 6th path on the d-mn cake, hit a few moves just to flip the stage
but gotta get this money on my name, so f-ck your games! (pardon me!)
counting dead bodies been a hobby, swear some rappers tripping for a story
some rappers been here looking dodgy; think they’ll probably fumble when they know me
it’s royal rumble when you on me – so don’t you stumble ‘pon my own beef
money, b-tches – d-mn i’ll make you pee
[chorus: xaddy potter]
pardon me, pardon me. money, b-tches and a lot of trees; all we n-gg-s f-ckin’ really need; no trouble and some hennessey
pardon me, pardon me. give you st-tches when you f-ck with me. hope you humans on your f-ckin’ feet; hope you humans off your f-ckin’ feels
[the end]
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