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roof deck - zin-zeta lyrics

[verse 1 – zin-zeta]

i beat that p-ssy up. made it hurt and glisten
now i’m driving mami crazy like her purse is missin’
zin gets on a track, you know it’s worth a listen
i make n-gga music; sh-t goes well with church’s chicken
i catch fire when the mic gets hot
time is money so i gotta write a lot
only thing i can’t afford is writer’s block
coz i’m all about my paper like i’m michael scott
them last, few bars were deeper than you thought
f-ck it though, i just found an iraqi wh0r-
looking super-bad i’m ‘bout to tap it raw
zeta ‘bout to k!ll that -ss like we’re back at war
but, if she’s burnin’ up, that -ss is k!llin’ zeta…
and, in more ways than one, i’ma be in the paper
and, that’ll serve me right for dealing with them strangers
but i know a good life costs death. bill me later

listen:
the fam here… the drink here…
the girl’s here… and zin’s here
s-x bash… roof deck… end up with somebody nice
get -ss… loose neck… welcome to the party life

[verse 2 – zin-zeta]

just look at all of them hoes, asking me for a taste
strippers, working them poles, got their -sses all in my face
while i’m grabbing one by the waist, scr-ping all of her insides
i can tell that b-tch what she ate: baked chicken… french fries
white girls, sisters, all sick of their misters
cool n-ggas, hot b-tches; we’re about to play twister
spoke to one for like six to eight seconds before i kissed her
told me she was from ky, so i proceeded to fist her
blessed her with that -rg-sm. shoved the d-ck in her mouth
she complained about jaw spasms; i kicked the b-tch out the house
moved on to the next one. even called up my ex, son
“i’m on 18th and park south. yo, just hop on that m1”
funny thing: i was really on 51st and third
and that’s how you exact payback on a thirsty bird…
that f-cked you up in the past, and made you look like and -ss
“now, good luck with that doorman you’ll be trying to get p-ssed”
let’s get back to the party, though. had to hit up graphic
n-gga rolled through mad quick with two bad chicks, a new mattress…
and blue gl-sses on. don’t ask, kid. that n-gga’s ocd
only f-cks new tw-t on top of his posturepedic sealy
back to me: got sleepy and took the only power-nap
woke up, and rose up next to rosa to de-flower that
mami just got her doctorate, bent down on all fours
i’m f-ckin’ a phd at the 4th penthouse on her floor. get it?

listen: the fam here… the drink here… the girl’s here… and zin’s here. s-x bash… roof deck… end up with somebody nice. get -ss… loose neck… welcome to the party life

listen: the fam here… the drink here… the girl’s here… and zin’s here. s-x bash… roof deck… end up with somebody’s wife. get -ss… loose neck… welcome to the party life

- zin zeta lyrics

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