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heaterz - semi six lyrics

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ayo i’m clean like washing machine

i hop in the beem

my n*ggas only smoke the most exotic of green

sit back and puff blunts til they get chronic fatigue

the polo player on top of the steed a sign of prestige

these n*ggas think they ball like us they not in the league

the 04 champ like wallace rasheed

the wallets with green

we eat these wavy rappers like piranhas with greed

and see they bodies floating face down inside of the seas

my squad is marines
ya whole team you gotta bereave

we squeeze triggers like lemon juice inside of some teas

i make ya baby moms drop to the knees
unzip the zipper say ahhh then proceed

i’m fly like the olive 9s or mocha chocolate in threes

ayo these rappers bite my lines like fish inside of the seas

the snub nose blow you n*ggas like snot when it’s green

the gods and the kings

accompanied by goddess’ queens

we rockin thobes and abayas like islamic regimes

i like paper with the pyramid and eye with the gleam

like dr king rappers died with the dream

police arrived to the scene

they said a semi hit his top it was clean

tha essence:
pop quiz for wiz kids who think they topping ess

with a cheat sheet you wouldn’t pass i’m not the one to test

at the crib with this thick chick

she la di da di on my sl!ck rick then i beat the box like doug e fresh

she saying that i’m thirsty maybe/

only if you don’t drink pop and keep that p*ssy on essentia baby/

petty hate could never faze me

cus ya boy feeling so amazing off the flows created i be going crazy

passive and melo i still dance with the devil in the pale moonlight wit my hand on the metal

for i pass off the weapon ima blast him to heaven one shot up top tell god i said h*llo

my plugs don’t talk they get the drugs off

cell phone got bugs on em

hear a cricket when they sprint just to duck law
i’m somewhere ducked off

yall prayed to get some rain in a drought im bout flood y’all

im veteran, you cadet in this you don’t want war

all it take is one phone call and you disposed of/

me the in crowd don’t blend together

cus i been an outkast forever forever ever forever ever

5’4:

watever happened to the love dawg this sh*t is awkward/

you n*ggas stressin’ over b*tches you need a heart to heart wit’/

i’m drinkin’ guava smoothie wit’ my feet up in the garden/

havin’ business discussions chillin’ while the money’s piling/

i see em lying thru they t**th wit’out a reason to floss/

i’m in the bottom of my bag been added the sauce/

put a n*gga in his place ain’t no gettin involved/

i’m known to flip the k!ll switch like the energy’s off/

money is the fragrance & these hoes love the smell of it/

washed up rappers lookin’ like a load of delicates/

miseducated i’m a teach em proper etiquette/

got em screamin’ uncle you’ll think we distant relatives/

harder than strict fathers the sh*t is clearly apparent/

bleu cheese on the wings sippin’ red wine from paris/

caught me red handed while gettin’ head on the terrace/

now she takin’ both cars & the crib after the marriage/

dikembe in his prime when i’m back on the block/

n*gga makin’ tough decisions off sh*t i’m a cop/

fast livin’ wit’ my n*ggas racin’ straight off the lot/

as we get this sh*t poppin’ like jack*in*the*box/

- semi six lyrics

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