Andre Nickatina - Daiquiri Factory lyrics
[Andre Nickatina - Daiquiri Factory lyrics]
It's the daiquiri factory where
Niggas look after me
Assault and battery it's sort of a tragedy
Kicking it live right with killer suspension
Smoking weed in the kitchen and
So reluctant to listen
Can you picture the perfect
Rhyme, the perfect tone, the perfect pitch?
The perfect mind, the perfect crime
The perfect bitch?
So materialistic it make me want to risk it
Hoping the pigs don't pull me
Over with my new biscuit
I'm sorta twisted, swerving to the next light
I'll bet I be some Tanqueray in my next life
Or a silver gat, man can you picture that?
With all my cousins as bullets
Meant for the payback it's sort of slippery
Kind of like the street is wet
But, I'm a vet so let your tiger recollect
With all the pain fed up with the dope game
That's why I still love my
Tigers that slang 'caine
It's the daiquiri factory where
Niggas look after me
Assault and battery it's sort of a tragedy
Kicking it live right with killer suspension
Smoking weed in the kitchen and
So reluctant to listen
Baby said "You look sad
Cheer up what's your name?"
I said "It's Andre, uh! I can't complain"
I love singers and ghetto basketball players
And I spit rap for all
The legendary crack slingers
We kick it live, buzzing like a bee hive
And it'll remain that way until
We hit the sky like Public Enemy #1
Cats come to my show and say
They uzi weigh a ton son
You know the chemistry, do you remember me?
Man, I'm your tiger from way back in '83
We ate ice cream and played hoops man
We did all these things before the D game
It's the daiquiri factory where
Niggas look after me
Assault and battery it's sort of a tragedy
Kicking it live right with killer suspension
Smoking weed in the kitchen and
So reluctant to listen
Bye bye
Niggas look after me
Assault and battery it's sort of a tragedy
Kicking it live right with killer suspension
Smoking weed in the kitchen and
So reluctant to listen
Can you picture the perfect
Rhyme, the perfect tone, the perfect pitch?
The perfect mind, the perfect crime
The perfect bitch?
So materialistic it make me want to risk it
Hoping the pigs don't pull me
Over with my new biscuit
I'm sorta twisted, swerving to the next light
I'll bet I be some Tanqueray in my next life
Or a silver gat, man can you picture that?
With all my cousins as bullets
Meant for the payback it's sort of slippery
Kind of like the street is wet
But, I'm a vet so let your tiger recollect
With all the pain fed up with the dope game
That's why I still love my
Tigers that slang 'caine
It's the daiquiri factory where
Niggas look after me
Assault and battery it's sort of a tragedy
Kicking it live right with killer suspension
Smoking weed in the kitchen and
So reluctant to listen
Baby said "You look sad
Cheer up what's your name?"
I said "It's Andre, uh! I can't complain"
I love singers and ghetto basketball players
And I spit rap for all
The legendary crack slingers
We kick it live, buzzing like a bee hive
And it'll remain that way until
We hit the sky like Public Enemy #1
Cats come to my show and say
They uzi weigh a ton son
You know the chemistry, do you remember me?
Man, I'm your tiger from way back in '83
We ate ice cream and played hoops man
We did all these things before the D game
It's the daiquiri factory where
Niggas look after me
Assault and battery it's sort of a tragedy
Kicking it live right with killer suspension
Smoking weed in the kitchen and
So reluctant to listen
Bye bye