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risk it - king moe lyrics

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she done fell in love with this pimping
i can turn a model into a mistress
d*mn, they used to treat me like a misfit
leave your shoes by the door i ain’t trippin

i hit a homer with the dope like a simpson
d*mn, now tell me, would you risk it
she been sipping on moscato she is going to risk it
no matter how the dice roll got to risk it

i can’t hit her with no condom, that’s too risky
she on that liquor and marijuana, kitty frisky
she want to do it in the car, it’s a quickie
i be riding fishbowl, i don’t tint it

nah, look like i hit it with the fettinini
f*cking up the game, f*cking up the fettuccine
say who getting to the money sh*t i bet it be me
feel like my people were plotting that’s why i’m steady scheming

bet god looking down at me like d*mn that n*gga beaming
i know a n*gga with two strikes, but he is going to triple beam it
i’m like yeezus when he stepped foot up in the arena
mask on and got the baddest b*tch in the choir singing

i done traveled from north carolina to the left side of phoenix
that’s took a trip before i took a risk before
i know they judge me your honor, but i’ll never sit before em
they never risk it i’m on some big sh*t
she done fell in love with this pimping
i can turn a model into a mistress
d*mn, they used to treat me like a misfit
leave your shoes by the door i ain’t trippin

i hit a homer with the dope like a simpson
d*mn, now tell me, would you risk it
she been sipping on moscato she is going to risk it
no matter how the dice roll got to risk it

used to reach down in my pocket lint was thick, thick
naughty kid so i never had a wish list
but i got the baddest b*tch from the trenches
when i hit i shake her box like a hit stick

stack it up for thirty days that’s a crazy month
and stuff them white faces in boxes look like the brady bunch
my cousin on that bag he smoked rock, since about eighty something
d*mn, how that n*gga still breathing, he got stainless lungs

aye won’t nothing to do with my hood, but we made it fun
playing curveball in the circle until the neighbors come
glass broke, shattered on streets like nba or something
we was living life on the edge yeah razor one

now tell me would you risk that
i was in junior high with a piff bag
and the teacher them could really smell it in class
if they find out that it’s me they’ll call dispatch
she done fell in love with this pimping
i can turn a model into a mistress
d*mn, they used to treat me like a misfit
leave your shoes by the door i ain’t trippin

i hit a homer with the dope like a simpson
d*mn, now tell me, would you risk it
she been sipping on moscato she is going to risk it
no matter how the dice roll got to risk it

now tell me, would you risk that
i was in junior high with a piff bag
and the teacher them could really smell it in class
if they find out that it’s me they’ll call dispatch

- king moe lyrics

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