standin up - tdk t-ẞeezle lyrics
pics wit ya s.o, post it, she sticky
oh my god, you’re so much bigger than ricky
reaching the spots that he was never hitting
shoot load on a b*tch nine times like 50
new gold on my wrist, might blind you for getting too close, on my hip, my nine about ready to blow yo sh*t backwards, only word i really know is disaster, let’s get it
i been k!llin, drillin, the feeling is overcoming me
dummy, i beat a n*gga ass he tried to call his mummy, g
funny, cuz this da block i thought n*ggas said they runnin g
you ain’t runnin da block, you runnin laps, lookin bummy g
gunnin deez n*ggas down, on my mama, you really done, ya see
honey, i mix it up with henny call it the honessey
running, i got the tommy, put bullets all in ya tummy g
f*ckin up on your mommy she swallow all of the nut, ya see
shorty short as sh*t, she be suckin d*ck
standin up
i said run my ones, you bring guns
you ain’t mannin up
i shot at a crip, just for fun
he ain’t rеd enough
why am i still shootin when he donе?
he ain’t dead enough
i could build a house, wit deez bricks
you ain’t rich enough
quiet as a mouse
up dat silencer for snitches, yuh
told her my d*ck big
it’s legit, ain’t no scammin
brought dat b*tch into my crib
told her suck da d*ck
standin up
yah, ayy, i got da clip in my jersey, no clippers
red in my liquor, no clergy, but i just be
swimin in pools full of blood, no flippers
no rubber, my swimmers be eatin eggs for dinner
dats tuff
told dat b*tch i wanna f*ck
she told me she fell in love, so i said wassup?
class almost over, and after dis
we got a hour of recess and lunch
but there is a catch, we in school
i gotta find a place to make her drool
where there ain’t no cameras to see what we do
f*ck it, b*tch, i’ma do you on the roof
that is where me and my n*ggas be doin narcotics
so i might just find me some xans
i will not tell you to start poppin, but mind you
when i’m on molly, i’m a whole different man
i’ma make sure you feel it in yo body
i’ll f*ck up your posture, the way that you stand
leav ya legs achin and shakin
i bake in your oven, baby batter, you’ll be like, “d*mn.”
back to the talk about shootin and k!llin
dis d*ck in my pants is da one yo b*tch feelin
dis d*ck in my hand is the one that be f*ckin yo mans
understand, there’s no heroes, just villains
even so, my n*ggas know i’m a mastermind
i got a plan for whatever may happen from a to z
there ain’t a thing that can stop the grind
i am a king, she wanna be my concubine
sucked on my d*ck i just told her to stop and grind
f*cked up my lyrics, so i had to stop and rhyme
stop the lines from getting to hard to find
lotta violent thoughts runnin round my mind
all the time, you give me a wall i climb
on my line, like i’m mister call decline
ballin like my name either kobe or jordan
de’andre, b*tch, i am not talkin mike
runnin out of breath, they know i got it next
i’ma just run my city out of oxygen
my b*tch is loyal, pretty, and she modest
she suck me off, lookin just like a bobblehead
gobble d*ck, real big booty and it wiggle, b*tch, wobble it
shawty not a hoe, but i forget when she on top of it
call it jane doe evvery time i caught a body b*tch
you a lame, bro, i don’t wanna see you ’round da clique
pourin up the honessey, i’m downin it
shawty said her p*ssy wet, i might as well go down on it
poundin it, missionary, love the sloppy sound of it
grounded, and when it’s over, i’ll be around da town a bit
she around da town because she gettin passed around a bit
i’m around da town because i’m boutta hit a thousand l!cks
really writin rap and boolin wit ma uncle donovan, you silly, why you cappin, cool it down a bit, i’m hot as sh*t
abercrombie jeans, wit a all black tee, and da j’s, tdk gang, i’m the one who founded it
rattin for the cheese, when i run up in ya house
wit da bl!cky in ya mouth, now you quiet as a mouse again
might as well do what i want, cuz i can, and can’t n0body stop me, my plan is flawed, but trust me
she call me papi, and that isn’t all, but deez bodies are dropping, her p*ssy is popping
i’ll go slow, though get prepared, das a no go
you n*ggas suck, full h0m*
i don’t be cheatin, but i got da codes, no promo
speed in a league of it’s own, so i stand alone, bro, dolo, uh
i beat my foes all solo, uh
f*ck on your b*tch, she a hoe bro, uh
she suck my d*ck, das a low blow, uh
we shoot da poles, no photo, uh
she on da poll, no vote tho, uh
see you, on sight, i’ma blow, retro
speed up the flow, on go, let’s go
scorin in da basket, informers get put in caskets
relationship didn’t last, so she whorin until she past it
i’m fly as a f*ckin dragon, you missin because i’m laggin
a f*ggot, but don’t forget i’m a master of f*ggot magic
ecstatic when i be grabbin da melee gat and i’m slashin
too fast to da cash i’m dashin, an actual cabbage savage
aggression, i’m past the passive
attention, i mastered catchin the mental capacities of the average b*st*rd of atla*
i’ve said too much
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