Bizarre - Butterfly lyrics
[Bizarre - Butterfly lyrics]
Aye, aye the idiotic kid's back
Ready to attack
Ready to put two macks to your back
Ain't no fussin' when I start bustin'
Lyrically cussin'
Why Jay Dee's want production
Go to 212 to see my friends
Too many Heineken's
The whole crews fightin' to get in
I'm lookin' around to see who want it
I wanna get blunted but only
Got a dollar on it
The rude boys is frontin', legends is pumpin'
Bella is jumpin', the heat is like shhbumpin'
Ready or not rap world here I come
Comin' to every battle screamin' out
"Who want some"
Lyrical warfare for MC's who step
Caution watch your step or
I'll destroy your rep
Lookin' for the crews that cause a threat
We ain't ballers yet
We ain't passin' no moet
I'm playin' in between the sheets in my jeep
Lookin' for the freak with
The big butt cheeks
No disrespect throw your hands up
Yeah, grab your girl tell her
Put her hands up throw your hands in the air
Put your blunts in the sky grab a cutie-pie
And do the butterfly
Cruisin' down the Ave, just to hit a spot
I got a fat girl on my jock
I'm a tell you why I'm the
King and you're a peon
See what's happenin' your whole
Style is a rewind
Whack MCs will get verbally shot
Cause ain't no style like the style I got
I'm the idiotic kid that they call Bizarre
Get kick out at topless bars
Because I went too far
Don't try to roll if you're
A beginner roll a rookie
Forget the blunts kid we
High off weed-cookies
Buddha sets represent the mid-west
And I can penetrate trough vest
Leaving a whole lot of mess
Three millers and a blunt, boy I'm too high
Just cause I'm a big guy
Don't mean I can't butterfly
My crew's gettin' wasted in Noah's Arc
I'm in the back of the club
Smokin' blunts with Sonya Burnheart
Don't matter if your big short or tall
Kick your game and give your girl a call
The nights over kid
I'm still gettin' splifted
Keith Murray dropped the half off
The set get lifted
Jersey
Outsidaz
Atlanta
Dallas
Ready to attack
Ready to put two macks to your back
Ain't no fussin' when I start bustin'
Lyrically cussin'
Why Jay Dee's want production
Go to 212 to see my friends
Too many Heineken's
The whole crews fightin' to get in
I'm lookin' around to see who want it
I wanna get blunted but only
Got a dollar on it
The rude boys is frontin', legends is pumpin'
Bella is jumpin', the heat is like shhbumpin'
Ready or not rap world here I come
Comin' to every battle screamin' out
"Who want some"
Lyrical warfare for MC's who step
Caution watch your step or
I'll destroy your rep
Lookin' for the crews that cause a threat
We ain't ballers yet
We ain't passin' no moet
I'm playin' in between the sheets in my jeep
Lookin' for the freak with
The big butt cheeks
No disrespect throw your hands up
Yeah, grab your girl tell her
Put her hands up throw your hands in the air
Put your blunts in the sky grab a cutie-pie
And do the butterfly
Cruisin' down the Ave, just to hit a spot
I got a fat girl on my jock
I'm a tell you why I'm the
King and you're a peon
See what's happenin' your whole
Style is a rewind
Whack MCs will get verbally shot
Cause ain't no style like the style I got
I'm the idiotic kid that they call Bizarre
Get kick out at topless bars
Because I went too far
Don't try to roll if you're
A beginner roll a rookie
Forget the blunts kid we
High off weed-cookies
Buddha sets represent the mid-west
And I can penetrate trough vest
Leaving a whole lot of mess
Three millers and a blunt, boy I'm too high
Just cause I'm a big guy
Don't mean I can't butterfly
My crew's gettin' wasted in Noah's Arc
I'm in the back of the club
Smokin' blunts with Sonya Burnheart
Don't matter if your big short or tall
Kick your game and give your girl a call
The nights over kid
I'm still gettin' splifted
Keith Murray dropped the half off
The set get lifted
Jersey
Outsidaz
Atlanta
Dallas