Charles Hamilton - Potholes lyrics
[Charles Hamilton - Potholes lyrics]
It's getting to it, nigga, we've been music
JD, CH, reverse it and it's true shit!
JD, basicly the greatest with the beats
And I'm right after he
And if you wanna get real
Basic with the beats he's right after me
No one ever should write after me
Because I don't write, actually
I'm kind of a writing athlete
Writing in my mind while
I'm hopping over hurdles
Making love to like Urkel
No Mira, no secret admirer
Just me spitting fire everytime
I enlighten the mic
And right now the mic is inside
What is in your eyesight?
Lower-case i, lower than I? No
One can possibly get
Unless you swallow my dick while
You're holding the sky up
You gotta live forever
Either that or just get your shit together
I told y'all my Stan could rip the letter
So if he tryin to get fly
I'm tryin to get by
You might get robbed by tryin to be bi
Nigga I'm one line like 12 o'clock
And I help the Glock when I
Stand in front of it
So in the afterlife you gotta
Stand in front of him hamilTON is in
And I'm a tonne of fun - says
Your bitch when she's landing under him
And in the streets I'm a beast
Walk through in beats on my
Head like seize this peace!
If y'all niggas got beef with
Me? S-H-OO T ME!
I OD on these beats even when I'm OT
Word to the D or the C-L-E v-ELAND, TV-LAND
Get ready for your man when he tee hee's
And ha ha's all over your prada
You tryin to be the devil? Well voilà
Time to disappear cuz I got
My Glock, pop-off or Popov peter Popoff
Can't watch me while I hot-sauce
C'mon, leave a nigga in the streets
Leave a bitch in the sheets
I got chicken in my teeth
Eating all these niggas
I call these niggas niggas because
They all like chicken, and I see 'em in my
Teeth kinda like frog legs all day
Turn all broads on? until I'm
All in they face
Pretty nasty isn't it? But, I'm
Classy in this bitch, get at me!
I got corporate America in the streets
I'm going all of America to the streets!
Now corporate America in all of America
Sit in a stereo while i take over the streets
JD, CH, reverse it and it's true shit!
JD, basicly the greatest with the beats
And I'm right after he
And if you wanna get real
Basic with the beats he's right after me
No one ever should write after me
Because I don't write, actually
I'm kind of a writing athlete
Writing in my mind while
I'm hopping over hurdles
Making love to like Urkel
No Mira, no secret admirer
Just me spitting fire everytime
I enlighten the mic
And right now the mic is inside
What is in your eyesight?
Lower-case i, lower than I? No
One can possibly get
Unless you swallow my dick while
You're holding the sky up
You gotta live forever
Either that or just get your shit together
I told y'all my Stan could rip the letter
So if he tryin to get fly
I'm tryin to get by
You might get robbed by tryin to be bi
Nigga I'm one line like 12 o'clock
And I help the Glock when I
Stand in front of it
So in the afterlife you gotta
Stand in front of him hamilTON is in
And I'm a tonne of fun - says
Your bitch when she's landing under him
And in the streets I'm a beast
Walk through in beats on my
Head like seize this peace!
If y'all niggas got beef with
Me? S-H-OO T ME!
I OD on these beats even when I'm OT
Word to the D or the C-L-E v-ELAND, TV-LAND
Get ready for your man when he tee hee's
And ha ha's all over your prada
You tryin to be the devil? Well voilà
Time to disappear cuz I got
My Glock, pop-off or Popov peter Popoff
Can't watch me while I hot-sauce
C'mon, leave a nigga in the streets
Leave a bitch in the sheets
I got chicken in my teeth
Eating all these niggas
I call these niggas niggas because
They all like chicken, and I see 'em in my
Teeth kinda like frog legs all day
Turn all broads on? until I'm
All in they face
Pretty nasty isn't it? But, I'm
Classy in this bitch, get at me!
I got corporate America in the streets
I'm going all of America to the streets!
Now corporate America in all of America
Sit in a stereo while i take over the streets