Capolow, Scando the Darklord - The Blade lyrics

Ayy, ayy
It's Capolow304, you understand me
Man? yeah
Sucker nigga and I'm dummy bout it
You know I'm talkin' 'bout?
Still the same shit (The Mekanix)

East 14th, home of the blade
Where every day's Christmas
I got hoes in the sleigh
San Jose, a downtown occasion
San Pablo where I get my bacon
LA, Figueroa, Sunset, they payin'
Oakland, California, dried-up raisins
Your toes don't work, baby
I'm just sayin'
I need a ho that's on ten, bitch
And I ain't waitin'

I got a half-white, half-Black bitch
Dalmatian
I need bread now, I don't got patience
First, I start that ho with the basics
She's a stomped down ho in training
(Ayy, ayy)
She ain't got a dad, so decided to pay me
I'm a father figure, I got so many babies
Booked room nice, tend to stay in Tracy
It's time to get ready, ho
You can't be lazy
Hibachi, Benihana when I feed my lady
Extra garlic butter on my steak so tasty
I be poppin' too much pills on the daily
So don't mind if I get hyphy and crazy

International, home of the blade
Where every day's Christmas
I got hoes in the sleigh
San Jose, a downtown occasion
San Pablo where I get my bacon
LA, Figueroa, Sunset, they payin'
Oakland, California, dried-up raisins
Your toes don't work, baby
I'm just sayin'
I need a ho that's on ten, bitch
And I ain't waitin'

We gon' hit San Jose
She gon' walk the matrix
Then I dropped her off
With them underground Asians (I did)
Then I dipped off to that
Place I call the city
I be smashin' down Sutter in
A under that's so tinted
I need a 304 today, she gon' pay
You can hit the blade, go bust today
Dark side father figure, so many babies
That skin complexion pale
They look just like Haley
Hit that blade, bitch, keep me paid, bitch
I can make you famous, right now
You stuck on payments
Hit that blade, bitch, keep me paid, bitch
I put her in rotation and
I always eat crustaceans, stupid

East 14th, home of the blade
Where every day's Christmas
I got hoes in the sleigh
San Jose, a downtown occasion
San Pablo where I get my bacon
LA, Figueroa, Sunset, they payin'
Oakland, California, dried-up raisins
Your toes don't work, baby
I'm just sayin'
I need a ho that's on ten, bitch
And I ain't waitin'

(The Mekanix)