DJ Kay Slay, Young Lito, Troy Ave - Strong Arm lyrics
DJ Kay Slay [Keith Grayson] New York, U.S.
[DJ Kay Slay, Young Lito, Troy Ave - Strong Arm lyrics]
Are you gonna turn strong on me?
You know
I think you got the wrong impression about me
(South Productions on the track)
In all fairness, i should explain to
You exactly what it is that
I do for instance, tomorrow morning
I'll get up nice and early take
A walk down over to
The bank if you don't have my money for me
I'l crack you fucking head wide open in
Front of everybody in the bank
Rise from the bottom of the pot
With the crack was cooked at
I saw opportunity and took that (huh)
Posted on the block like am waiting
Tip and put back (yeah)
Young flashy nigga, am strutting
Would never look back
I'll be where the tricks at
With a big gun and a hood rack
I got a fat ass, it's a good catch
Stuck in my ways
I ain't change my Jesus in days (days)
But, I switch my hoes like my jays (jays)
Rolling on you niggas
These niggas want me to foul out
VA on my case, he waiting for me to wild out
They know I take money and known
To bring the pile out (pile out)
So if you plan on clubbing with me
Bring a towel out (what's up)
I make it rain, then I make it back (yeah)
I made bills before I made a track
Niggas know that's a fact (we know)
You wreck my life but you make it wack (what)
You balls weak and you faking jacks
You ain't never sell no crack (nigga)
And just about the time when am
Coming out a jail hopefully
You'll be coming out a your coma and guess
What?I'll split your fucking head open again
Looking back on it like God damn my gun
Looking forward in the mirror
God damn Mashun y'all can chase bitches
I got money on my mind
I don't remember hoes
Less I look on my timeline (Drama King)
Selling Instagrams, rerun through birdies
You boy blue white like fucking duke jersey
Use to shoot hoops, now I shoot niggas
Still ball heavy
You could tell by the pictures
Flashy young nigga, uniform full of dangers
And biting my style like wow, they relentless
The shit don't stop, but I don't play
Red bean blu ray, nigga watch what you say
All I do is count guns, we can toss away
I make memorials like the month of May
You niggas is crazy, July you lazy
I guess that's why we ahead, good day "B"
Cause am fucking stupid I don't give
A fuck about you it's my
Business it's what I do and
We know what you do
Don't we Charlie? You fuck people out they
Money and get away with it
The Industry Purge, we coming
You know
I think you got the wrong impression about me
(South Productions on the track)
In all fairness, i should explain to
You exactly what it is that
I do for instance, tomorrow morning
I'll get up nice and early take
A walk down over to
The bank if you don't have my money for me
I'l crack you fucking head wide open in
Front of everybody in the bank
Rise from the bottom of the pot
With the crack was cooked at
I saw opportunity and took that (huh)
Posted on the block like am waiting
Tip and put back (yeah)
Young flashy nigga, am strutting
Would never look back
I'll be where the tricks at
With a big gun and a hood rack
I got a fat ass, it's a good catch
Stuck in my ways
I ain't change my Jesus in days (days)
But, I switch my hoes like my jays (jays)
Rolling on you niggas
These niggas want me to foul out
VA on my case, he waiting for me to wild out
They know I take money and known
To bring the pile out (pile out)
So if you plan on clubbing with me
Bring a towel out (what's up)
I make it rain, then I make it back (yeah)
I made bills before I made a track
Niggas know that's a fact (we know)
You wreck my life but you make it wack (what)
You balls weak and you faking jacks
You ain't never sell no crack (nigga)
And just about the time when am
Coming out a jail hopefully
You'll be coming out a your coma and guess
What?I'll split your fucking head open again
Looking back on it like God damn my gun
Looking forward in the mirror
God damn Mashun y'all can chase bitches
I got money on my mind
I don't remember hoes
Less I look on my timeline (Drama King)
Selling Instagrams, rerun through birdies
You boy blue white like fucking duke jersey
Use to shoot hoops, now I shoot niggas
Still ball heavy
You could tell by the pictures
Flashy young nigga, uniform full of dangers
And biting my style like wow, they relentless
The shit don't stop, but I don't play
Red bean blu ray, nigga watch what you say
All I do is count guns, we can toss away
I make memorials like the month of May
You niggas is crazy, July you lazy
I guess that's why we ahead, good day "B"
Cause am fucking stupid I don't give
A fuck about you it's my
Business it's what I do and
We know what you do
Don't we Charlie? You fuck people out they
Money and get away with it
The Industry Purge, we coming