HODGY BEATS lyrics : "Samurai"
[HOOK]
Cadillac gold grills in my mother $#&@in' mouth
Cocaine, gold chain rests on my vertebrae
All them ^!$$%s that be hatin' better watch what they say
I heat 'em up, beat 'em up I'm Cassius Clay
Cadillac gold grills in my mother $#&@in' mouth
Cocaine, gold chain rests on my vertebrae
All them ^!$$%s that be hatin' better watch what they say
I heat 'em up, beat 'em up I'm Cassius Clay
[Verse 1]
Mountain Climbing's about the rhyming, I [work](undefined) to the tippy-top
Me, my notepad, Mary Jane, sticky pot
Ticks from the clock, so it means I don't get to stop
I be in the studio pacing, waiting for this %#@! to drop
^!$$%s wish whether we flop Divac
Flock to take me a boombox, every $#&@ing 2 knocks
I see you running ya chops, chop it up and get chopped
Bag 'em up, he off the docks, and (*##$ I'm at the beach
(*##$ I'm at the beach, (oh) (*##$ I'm at the beach
With a childish flow, that means this %#@! is at your reach
I'm here to keep it g, from the eyes (I's) how I see
You're here to be a b-i-t on my d
I need no ID for you to recognize
I exercise my thought, got you petrified, (*##$ I'm next to die
(Die) Consider me invisible, and also one mentally $#&@ed individual
(A bunch of coughing and trading blunts, passing the weed around)
[HOOK]
[Verse 2]
Why the $#&@ got these ^!$$%s gotta hate for?
I got a lot of %#@! they can't pay for
Cooler than the beach, $#&@ the lakeshore
You ^!$$%s take six, well I'mma take more
I'm like a virgin dick, I go hard, and I get up in your (*##$ and boguard (both gone?)
^!$$%s riding waves without the (shore falls?)
I'mma drown your $$# and take your surfboard (!#$)!)
My %#@! stink, no cushion Whoopie
Goldberg I beat the track Goldberg
Dusting off my shoulders and keep it moving forward
^!$$% sat and playing Madden on the couch, boulder
Slower, you mother $#&@ers goin' nowhere
Except for taking Grandma to the store
Turn the television on and check the score
And trail like a tail on a $#&@ing horse
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