summer activity - jay exodus & benny the butcher lyrics
[intro]
(whatcha say now, chuck?)
[verse 1: jay exodus & benny the butcher]
uh, candy*green regal with the all gold rucci’s
school [?], we was lookin’ for the hoochies
had a neck full of gold and a pocket full of blue cheese
ashes, ashes, kushy out the loose leaf
try me for this chain, you will lose both of your front t**th
forty never jam, it’s off*beat, like some white feet
got a thirty on this forty, whole time worthy pushin’ fifty
boy, try and blurt me, tell the coppers come and get me
stand up on the pedal, n***** might just blow the engine
gettin’ it all my life, what the f*ck is even pensions?
you can’t never really starve if you the n**** that be fishin’
my gun a picky b*tch the way she only like extensions
few n***** that don’t like me, they ain’t even worth the mention
had to bust a swerve when i seen this b*tch dimensions
cold ‘rican joints, house smell like fabuloso (yeah)
every time i go to leave, she always scream “papi, don’t go” (n****)
[verse 2: benny the butcher]
white and yellow stones, cartier shades (rockin’ solitaires)
solitaires, wood*frames, and sh*t wasn’t poppin’ until butch came (butch came, n****)
all leather dash in that benz, it ain’t no wood grain (leather here)
hit a three in that n**** face and tell him “good game”
coulda a been a p, hoes f*ckin’ for a fee
no, she don’t wanna be your wife, she just wanna free*load
beast mode with that brick stamper, that’s a cheat code (that’s a cheat code)
f*ckin’ n***** for some sneaker money, yeah, they cheap hoes (yeah, they cheap hoes)
watch ’bout a sixty piece, cuban links, double (double)
so she don’t steal while a n**** sleepin’, we gon’ cuddle (hahaha)
ass fat, p*ssy good, it sound like she trouble (trouble)
i don’t want her ‘less she smoke weed, talk too loud and ghetto (ghetto)
built this sh*t myself, my n****, how can i fail?
parkin’ lot pimpin’, hoes follow that baccarat smell
platinum plus member, i can swipe to buy bales
used to swipe so much, guap in my pocket got stale
huh?
[verse 3: jay worthy & chuck inglish]
me and the homies, we in the set just chillin’ (bickin’ it)
run up on me, you’ll get flatlined quickly (knocked down)
she was a hoe, i had that b*tch on century (main street)
she was a pro, i had that b*tch at the western (she a hoe)
deuces and fours, i’m from the west [?] (west)
deuces and fours, like on some kobe, chuck the eight up (eight up)
purple with yellow, b*tch, thought i told you, this was lakers (haha)
hangin’ with ‘melo, write a verse and do a layup (i layup)
countin’ this chicken, i tried to tell you, i get mail (check my mail) (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, hey)
gotta be izm, i gotta light it, pass the [?]
it’s worthy
[verse 4: chuck inglish]
i’m in an orange foreign ’bout to score ’bout forty
copped it in the store then i load it in the storage room
the work is important, i’m importin’ in this b*tch
four fingers and thumb, ball it up, make a fist
icy (icy), like the als challenge
that’s heavy (that’s heavy), ’cause you ain’t got no balance
you not ready (you not ready), ’cause it takes real talent
i’m in the trap house eatin’ a quinoa salad
real live rap sh*t with the cake mix batter (whip, whip, whip, whip)
whip it ’til it’s soft like her ass got fatter
the engine to exhaust, at the light peelin’ off
takin’ flight when i cough, hot boxin’ out the car
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