fettuccine 20 vs. bangz - urltv lyrics
[round 1: fettuccine 20]
i said, it depends on how he pull up
either the .80 or the baby dumpin’
see, i could slump him when i wanna
he get a chess round on the big stage
now he can relate to the struggle and the come*up
i shook the room, and got to a higher platform
these n*ggas thought i was a jumper
y’all think bangz (bangs) over i (eye)?
ain’t no tellin’ where i’ll leave ya (aaliyah) when you see a 20 wit’ a .50
n*gga, age ain’t nothin’ but a number!
i grab the broom, it’s to clean house, but i ain’t tryna sweep
that stick’ll put bangz (bangs) up on the ceiling, like
“quiet down up there! we tryin’ to sleep!”
see, i’m pharrell with these clips (clipse)
n*gga, i ain’t got time to beef
i go the extra mile, it’s (malice) to push a t (pusha t)
i catch him while he tryna eat * bow!
now bangz (bangs) all over the table like the “grindin’” beat!
halal truck! i cook him, on the corner
he get the mill’ (meal) in the street
then i tuck the arm
bumper cars: he wasn’t for the streets!
but ascension was a f*ckin’ flop
sh*t, i guess without me it ain’t feel right
that n*gga prep no*showed, money bagz got 30’d
reepah did okay, but he ain’t finish the deal right!
i already beat yk, i woulda k!lled rich or deal: i’m real nice!
animal hospital: i’d have had a vet holdin’ off for dear (deer) life!
i’m a k!ller and a pimp
that means i can get you sprayed wit’ hammers
then make yo’ b*tch slurp fettuccine: she ain’t got no table manners
but he unorthodox, he punch awkward, he “not regular”
well, they gon’ call the nurse or the docs
when i give him an awkward punch, he’ll regular
or i could speak wit’ glocks!
layup line: this a easy shot
yeah, bangz is , but tonight, i just can’t let you (w)in, n*gga * you don’t know the secret knock
korean shop, we just hurry up and bah!
we value mills (meals)
but your man caught a (quarter) pound for soda, over a couple pies
then 20 piece’ll hit your chicken mcn*
f*ck it * whoever he come with fries!
but the clip got a curve to it
when i light this b*tch
it’ll lay you down, then stand you up like a lightskin b*tch
but since he my son, it’s only right i pop him and give the d*ck to his mom
i catch him while he shoppin’, (*swoo*) swipe his sh*t at the mall
if it’s green involved, then my n*gga green gettin’ involved
it’s a wrap if he catch a bedaffi round
he gon’ hate he (haiti) got it gripped in his palm
and the ratchet on the side, b*tch
she the best in the world
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