zeus - good day hands clean lyrics
verse 1
smooth like lutha, puttin p-ssies in all positions karma
sutra, goodnight babe roll up so i can blaze, like n-ggas
didn’t know i blow loud and flow tight, showin wack n-ggas
how to mack right, light up the next gotta text, some n-gga
in a durango, wanted to tango, whats beef hatas that mean
mug make me wanna geek, cause ima continue to chill with the
crew, hand me a brew, girly got me sayin ohh la la , wantin
to feel your plasenta so she can say i feel ya, on my back
my d-ck solid like under cover brotha, word to your motha
cause she fine too, who you got in them jeans, cause whats in
them jeans is h-lla mean, the cream of the crop, cleaning your
clock, if thats the case let me get a vodka no chaser, smashed
then said see ya later, roll up and dip out, is mommy addicted
no doubt heard her say i was bomb from her own mouth, cruzin
down the highway 5 0 p-ssin my way i drive cool , im not a noob
like ice cube today was a good day, yea this sh-t is my forte
verse 2
pulled in the drive way the days almost over, theres a car by the
mower, who is this , sh-t if someones creepin im bout to be shootin
so i turn my bright lights off, lay low and drive slow, get out the car
then dipped swift through the shadows crawlin through the window
, smellin like indo that potent, let me catch a n-gga ill leave the neighbors
chockin in gun smoke red beam with the black scope, dont get it twisted
im from the back woods , where n-ggas carry hammers, to scatter n-ggas
brain matter grabbed the tool, and stayed cool turned on the lights
its my n-gga matt with the fat sack and a blunt in his hand , shakin
his head sayin i dont understand..
man what the f-ck are you doin creapin around here like a godd-mn ninja
zeus
verse 3
hands clean but a n-gga dirty ,12 30 blowin l’s in the pits of h-ll
crooked krackas in the 5 0, if you movin yola than you n-ggas betta
ride slow, d e a connected to mr t a , while ash controls , the cash
from the cocaine game indecently, i got homies movin brittney, lean pills
mean green straps in traps , makin green, d-mn feds watchin my n-gga m
, clouds of loud no seeds or stems i ain’t directin, nah im just well connected
neva catch me talkin wrecklece, lo;;as round here ll leave a n-gga d-ckless
if they catch -ss snitchen,no askin just sn-tch em sks to the chest to rest
in pieces while you starrin down the pieces of there homie ,no lie k!llas reside on
the eye and lake st, smokin n-ggas like tree and cheech let the nina kiss ya
city full of gorillas and great apes makin moves under heat for high stakes, uh
(hands clean, but a n-gga dirty 12 30 blowin l’s in the pits of h-ll )2x
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