Domo Genesis, Phonte - Shaq Carried Kobe lyrics
[Domo Genesis, Phonte - Shaq Carried Kobe lyrics]
If you don't want me then
Don't speak like Fantasia
Peanuts doll awake me that
Jamaican coloured Bapestas
Me and all my dogs
Flirting with that euthanasia
Some niggas caught the wave and
Some niggas caught cases
But, you know the game
Hardly ever in control even
Though you playin'
Couple options got on hold but
Just know I'm weighing
And you ain't livin' out your songs
You're just known for sayin'
Feed my marijuana jones and then
I'm in my zone again
They ain't tryna see me back on my old shit
Durag tall tee up over that phone clip
That 24 gram watch me bust down the zone shit
Run the play back to back on
Some watching the throne shit
Don't let me catch you 'less you know me
Niggas are down
You bad and turn they back and be your homie
I ain't got a blunt of weed
Or even matches for a phoney
Make me laugh like saying Shaq carried Kobe
Y'all just some funny niggas
Yeah you niggas is hilarious
Modern day embarrassments
My blackness is synonymous
With Odells, Marcels, Mabels and Clarences
Black ass names filled with
Black ass arrogance
The good doctor Tigallo, called
Me a emeritus, called me a reverend
With the essence of Leo in The Revenant
But called me a brethren
Or you could just call me "that nigga"
What could be more American?
This ain't no shit for the ascots
This is for the galaxies
And planets of Asgard black mirror effect
At my own neck with a glass shard
I'm ready to set it
I'm Kim Jong in a rap squad
Looking at the switch like: mask on, fuck it
Mask off either learn the game or you
Will end up a mascot
When Te's in the building just
Prepare for the onslaught
It's gonna be a good night
Tell you niggas, bon soir tigallo
Get in line motherfucker
Ready to die motherfucker
It's yours truly, ha
MrHowTheFuckIsYouGonnaTellMe
Plus I came with 99 motherfuckers
Like it's 1999 motherfucker
Get high motherfucker ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha
Uh, Put lotion on them ashy ass socks
Before you step out your crib
Niggas ain't never put no
Lotion on they socks
You don't know 'bout the struggle then
Put some lotion on some ashy socks them
Shit's come right back to life
Y'all niggas don't know the struggle man
Bring your little ass in the house man
See the streetlights is on
It's cold as hell out here
Fuck is wrong with you?
Don't speak like Fantasia
Peanuts doll awake me that
Jamaican coloured Bapestas
Me and all my dogs
Flirting with that euthanasia
Some niggas caught the wave and
Some niggas caught cases
But, you know the game
Hardly ever in control even
Though you playin'
Couple options got on hold but
Just know I'm weighing
And you ain't livin' out your songs
You're just known for sayin'
Feed my marijuana jones and then
I'm in my zone again
They ain't tryna see me back on my old shit
Durag tall tee up over that phone clip
That 24 gram watch me bust down the zone shit
Run the play back to back on
Some watching the throne shit
Don't let me catch you 'less you know me
Niggas are down
You bad and turn they back and be your homie
I ain't got a blunt of weed
Or even matches for a phoney
Make me laugh like saying Shaq carried Kobe
Y'all just some funny niggas
Yeah you niggas is hilarious
Modern day embarrassments
My blackness is synonymous
With Odells, Marcels, Mabels and Clarences
Black ass names filled with
Black ass arrogance
The good doctor Tigallo, called
Me a emeritus, called me a reverend
With the essence of Leo in The Revenant
But called me a brethren
Or you could just call me "that nigga"
What could be more American?
This ain't no shit for the ascots
This is for the galaxies
And planets of Asgard black mirror effect
At my own neck with a glass shard
I'm ready to set it
I'm Kim Jong in a rap squad
Looking at the switch like: mask on, fuck it
Mask off either learn the game or you
Will end up a mascot
When Te's in the building just
Prepare for the onslaught
It's gonna be a good night
Tell you niggas, bon soir tigallo
Get in line motherfucker
Ready to die motherfucker
It's yours truly, ha
MrHowTheFuckIsYouGonnaTellMe
Plus I came with 99 motherfuckers
Like it's 1999 motherfucker
Get high motherfucker ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha, Ha
Uh, Put lotion on them ashy ass socks
Before you step out your crib
Niggas ain't never put no
Lotion on they socks
You don't know 'bout the struggle then
Put some lotion on some ashy socks them
Shit's come right back to life
Y'all niggas don't know the struggle man
Bring your little ass in the house man
See the streetlights is on
It's cold as hell out here
Fuck is wrong with you?