Andre Nickatina, Mac Dre - Fillmoe - Vallejo lyrics
[Andre Nickatina, Mac Dre - Fillmoe - Vallejo lyrics]
Backwoods got me congested ain't
Rested in two days i'm gettin' paid been on
Niggas head like toupees
I'm a thug cuz, rob the blood out your gaze
A cutthroat nigga, bitch, scandalous for days
From school days I blew bays
Got ripped and fucked up
In new jays on two ways
I scritched and scratched up
I beat that batch up when
I found out she lyin'
Who she think I am, saving private Ryan
I make ya town move just
By walking on ya block
Take the keys to ya city but
I still pick the lock buy a car and a Glock
Put the cash in my socks
Flip the beat in the trunk so
Ya hear the shit knock
To hell with the law, the freeway's mines
So is yo freak radios and Alpines
Coke with a little bit of cherry lemon lime
Ya think of me ya think
Of big money everytime
Candy coat shine like the trigger of a nine
Orca was a whale but Pisces is the sign
I got split personalities, I'm bi-polar
You might see me with my
Italian stallion or my chola
Rap rock and rolla, I'm dope as yola
If you don't pimp her, I might like Dola
I'm riding in a big boat like Noah
Wid two women of each races, boy I control a
A whole ho stable I'm a mack and I'm ready
No dough ho dead it, that's right I said it
I grip my dollar bills like
My Caddy steering wheel
I'm not a chil pill freak do what you will
Heart ticking like a time
Bomb eating spicy prawns
Man it's the god of Khan check
It baby right or wrong
Can look but don't stare it's
The crime rhyme king
Wid braids like a juvenile Khan nahmean?
Wid Bruce Springstein in my Anchor blue jeans
Oh yeh I'm in ya city man
What's up with the weed
Man call all the Gs, and tell 'em all freeze
Andre Nickatina sayin' nigga what you need
Hit the corna so narrow in a fly blue Camero
A sparrow dodge a arrow but
Not a double barrel
We in a seven series beama
It's me and Nickatina
Ready to sexual harrass a bitch
Like Martin did Gena
Committin' felonies and hella misdemeanours
A dog in the yard where
The grass is hella greener
Rap singer, pimp done slapped Tina
I mack nina from black to latina
Clean as Noxema quick to pop the nina
Got the money from the broad as
Soon as I seen her
Willamina, Tina and Trina got dick by
The bay on a Berkeley Marina
Don't mean to point the finger but uh
She got pancake syrup and butter
Man the way I smoke weed it's
Like death of a genius
Reappear roll up rise like a phoenix
This is not a remix, Nino Felix
Put it in a capsule seal it deal it
How you want it Nicky baby four times five
A quarter ounce of weed and
Some cherry pot pies
Excuse me if I'm greedy cause I'm
Caught up in the lust
I'd lie if you want but I'm
A tiga you can trust
Cause, I'm on Fillmore in a white Velour suit
In a blue Kangol, in my Wu Tang boots
With a back like a cobra cursed by the mail
My manicured nails touch a triple beam scale
Baby is a athlete, body like a star
Ya talking real bad freak meet me by the car
Rested in two days i'm gettin' paid been on
Niggas head like toupees
I'm a thug cuz, rob the blood out your gaze
A cutthroat nigga, bitch, scandalous for days
From school days I blew bays
Got ripped and fucked up
In new jays on two ways
I scritched and scratched up
I beat that batch up when
I found out she lyin'
Who she think I am, saving private Ryan
I make ya town move just
By walking on ya block
Take the keys to ya city but
I still pick the lock buy a car and a Glock
Put the cash in my socks
Flip the beat in the trunk so
Ya hear the shit knock
To hell with the law, the freeway's mines
So is yo freak radios and Alpines
Coke with a little bit of cherry lemon lime
Ya think of me ya think
Of big money everytime
Candy coat shine like the trigger of a nine
Orca was a whale but Pisces is the sign
I got split personalities, I'm bi-polar
You might see me with my
Italian stallion or my chola
Rap rock and rolla, I'm dope as yola
If you don't pimp her, I might like Dola
I'm riding in a big boat like Noah
Wid two women of each races, boy I control a
A whole ho stable I'm a mack and I'm ready
No dough ho dead it, that's right I said it
I grip my dollar bills like
My Caddy steering wheel
I'm not a chil pill freak do what you will
Heart ticking like a time
Bomb eating spicy prawns
Man it's the god of Khan check
It baby right or wrong
Can look but don't stare it's
The crime rhyme king
Wid braids like a juvenile Khan nahmean?
Wid Bruce Springstein in my Anchor blue jeans
Oh yeh I'm in ya city man
What's up with the weed
Man call all the Gs, and tell 'em all freeze
Andre Nickatina sayin' nigga what you need
Hit the corna so narrow in a fly blue Camero
A sparrow dodge a arrow but
Not a double barrel
We in a seven series beama
It's me and Nickatina
Ready to sexual harrass a bitch
Like Martin did Gena
Committin' felonies and hella misdemeanours
A dog in the yard where
The grass is hella greener
Rap singer, pimp done slapped Tina
I mack nina from black to latina
Clean as Noxema quick to pop the nina
Got the money from the broad as
Soon as I seen her
Willamina, Tina and Trina got dick by
The bay on a Berkeley Marina
Don't mean to point the finger but uh
She got pancake syrup and butter
Man the way I smoke weed it's
Like death of a genius
Reappear roll up rise like a phoenix
This is not a remix, Nino Felix
Put it in a capsule seal it deal it
How you want it Nicky baby four times five
A quarter ounce of weed and
Some cherry pot pies
Excuse me if I'm greedy cause I'm
Caught up in the lust
I'd lie if you want but I'm
A tiga you can trust
Cause, I'm on Fillmore in a white Velour suit
In a blue Kangol, in my Wu Tang boots
With a back like a cobra cursed by the mail
My manicured nails touch a triple beam scale
Baby is a athlete, body like a star
Ya talking real bad freak meet me by the car