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SCHOOLBOY Q : Nightmare On Figg St. lyrics

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SCHOOLBOY Q lyrics : "Nightmare On Figg St."

[Schoolboy Q:]
What's 50 grand to a muh $#&@a like me, can you please remind me?
%#@!, I'll remind ya

Put that steel behind ya
Put ya five inside ya
Better chill out with' all that flossin' potna

(Ball so hard) you must be cray
Leave em in the streets with his shoelaces missin'
And socks up off his feet

Pistol holdin' gonorrhea ^!$$%
Skeet skeet
Soul dropped

Rock dropped
Dot dropped
Black Hippy, TDE

Well $#&@ it ^!$$% let's 4-peat
A dope Hoover dealer, uh, ADHD, $#&@ that
Let's bake [email protected]%!e and cook crack

$#&@ the sheriffs, the gang unit
$#&@ crash
Pimp hoes or wring ya bread, she love tracks


Crack of dawn
Figg get it, yeah we get it, yeah

Figg get the money, yeah
All season, every year
^!$$%s better hope our star poppin

Before I start robbin the reup with oxycontin

[Hook:]

On figg we see it
We need it
We want it

We get it
It's stormin', it's snowin', it's floodin'
And still out here thuggin'

On figg we see it
We need it, we want it
We get it

Figg get the money yea
Figg get the money yea


Uh, what's 50 grand to a muh $#&@a like you, you still need a reminder?
(Yeah, thought so)
%#@! I'm loco

38 brown [?] call him coco
Stick around the block boy
Tell em go go

Don't stop shootin til ya all red tho
Yellow tape muh $#&@a shoulda yield ho (shoulda yield ho)
Why you all tough fo'?

See yo' gangsta $$# later at the crossroads

The landlord turn your lieutenant into a tenant

And if ya rims spinnin' ya jaw dented
I'm a grown man dog, I ain't kiddin'
The end has come

So, keep weed and big lungs
Big guns
Brought on her knees

The holy ghost, she speak in tongues
Murder searchin'
Why even run when scotty done

^!$$% you must got me confused
(*##$ I'm from the groove
On figg side makin moves

Drive to #[email protected] more than I do to church
No AC, but the heater work, MURK!



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