Jizz - First Light, Cold Showda

Hah.

yeah

Rolling up a sack of trees bad bitch japanese

That ship packs of weed yeah that’s my type of steez

El Capitán slap you like Jackie Chan

Potent like opium traffic over Pakistan

Slap drums Bambaata that sounds «Supersonic»

Cadillac gold El Dorado pimp shit globetrotter

With the hoes ride beside is like huh

I try to stay modest but I don’t got a spouse so

When I’m at the house I be wilding

Sip Jack and coke let my dick scratch your throat

Kick back and glow like «Shit that was dope!»

A swish from the Swishers to the woods to a spliff of that good

You know we so hood ??

show up

Cold crush and blow off the spot them niggas fold up

You know what?

Goodness gracious Miss Molly

Don’t go chasing the water falling

Please stick to the rivers and lakes

My heart brakes will make your body shiver and shake

Make the earth quiver and quake

It was your fate to hate cause you niggas is fake

We up late putting food on the plate

Trying to speak to the beat trying to prove that I’m great

I got beat with a carjack?

with a brake

I got a titanium plate in my face

I’ve made major mistakes but then I up the stakes

So I don’t really give a fuck what you suckas say

I’m just rolling up another J

In my mind ain’t?

nothing but the pay, okay?

I get driggety with a thick little chickity

And hit her with the hickory dickory plain victory

Cause we doing it to the F-degree

Through the wicked?

to a summer’s?

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Big dick is all these bitches need

And a little bit of intimate company for their misery

Smoking and drinking until we see the sun

First Light on the horizon

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become 'til the break of dawn

Waking up butt-naked on the loan

With a big booty asian blonde

Ah on, my word is my bond

Clickity clack is the sound of my burglar alone

I would consider me warned

You’re at the epicenter of the storm

And rear form is the norm

And the wheels keep spinning

Peep sounds of the future been down

The beginning we the now

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where we write then is lights out

Metal pipe spiked at

Hit them like foul boss chalking out your jaws

You’d be like hella tight

«Oh damn you’re ?»

Jump back on the nutsack like my last broad all aboard

My night train crushing your pipe dreams

Drunken off the Julio fucking with my team

It might seem simple but we invincible

Cut jugular vain and send you into the oblivion

What do you sing is not a riddle just too intricate

Ways we explain and human conditions so visual

My people they get us so look us we the ones they listen to