ELZhi - That's That One lyrics
[ELZhi - That's That One lyrics]
All I hear is silly nonsense, blahzay-blah
Niggas say they the king, why'd they lie?
Give 'em three the hard way
Like menage a trois
You wanna get at ya boy? I say try
On the blocks I ride slow
And on the high way, fly
Keep the flow top secret, cause guys may spy
Don't this feel good like chilling
On a Friday high?
Whether the A, LA, NY, Detroit
If you mad nigga, que ce sera, sera
Just don't ask for my opinions
My reply stay dry
Everybody's got there ears out when I play my
New shit, I'm through with
I'm on some other shit
Fresh off the block where they fire ye' by
Where my brother would play with our lies
Now it's hello blue, and bye grey sky
We on some jiggy shit, na nah, na nah
Neh nah
You say you on my level? Well, tell me how so
You haven't the slightest how
Deep the style go while you mean muggin me
With your eyebrow low and your lip curled
You really need to smile yo is it cause
If you know I get my chance I'll blow
Get dough, flip it, then pile mo'
To my step dad, here's a hundred thou I owe
Cause my real dad never saw his child grow
Used to be off them reg's, but it's now 'dro
Come see me perform and watch a crowd show
Present from top to bottom, in every aisle
Row oh, you don't know my style? Well
Your babydoll know
Shh, keep the down-low, I know it's foul bro
That's what you get for hating
On a versatile flow
Let me put you up on something
I learned a while ago
You give a nigga a inch, he take a mile, oh!
You ain't know that I was this
Tight tell me what the dealings
You think I'm talking to you
So you catch nothing but feelings
I ain't signing to a major 'less
They trynna cut the millions
My nigga Kat told me, "El
Hold ya nuts and kill 'em" for sure, dude
I'mma give them nuts a drilling
Have 'em bow, nah, fuck that
If they front their melon
You heard me right
Did I s-s-stutter? Still I'm
Giving you food for thought
This is bread and butter skill and
Life looks a little different
When she ride around, it's thrilling
I play my cards right
No matter how they cut or dealing
A wise man said, listen to your gut
It's illing
So I don't fuck with niggas sitting
On their butt and chilling
That's double for these broads dog
Damn these sluts is illing
All I wanted was a nut
What? I'm just being real
And I came a long way
From being in the gutter, stealing
Now I'm as dope as the
Shit that your blunt concealing
Niggas say they the king, why'd they lie?
Give 'em three the hard way
Like menage a trois
You wanna get at ya boy? I say try
On the blocks I ride slow
And on the high way, fly
Keep the flow top secret, cause guys may spy
Don't this feel good like chilling
On a Friday high?
Whether the A, LA, NY, Detroit
If you mad nigga, que ce sera, sera
Just don't ask for my opinions
My reply stay dry
Everybody's got there ears out when I play my
New shit, I'm through with
I'm on some other shit
Fresh off the block where they fire ye' by
Where my brother would play with our lies
Now it's hello blue, and bye grey sky
We on some jiggy shit, na nah, na nah
Neh nah
You say you on my level? Well, tell me how so
You haven't the slightest how
Deep the style go while you mean muggin me
With your eyebrow low and your lip curled
You really need to smile yo is it cause
If you know I get my chance I'll blow
Get dough, flip it, then pile mo'
To my step dad, here's a hundred thou I owe
Cause my real dad never saw his child grow
Used to be off them reg's, but it's now 'dro
Come see me perform and watch a crowd show
Present from top to bottom, in every aisle
Row oh, you don't know my style? Well
Your babydoll know
Shh, keep the down-low, I know it's foul bro
That's what you get for hating
On a versatile flow
Let me put you up on something
I learned a while ago
You give a nigga a inch, he take a mile, oh!
You ain't know that I was this
Tight tell me what the dealings
You think I'm talking to you
So you catch nothing but feelings
I ain't signing to a major 'less
They trynna cut the millions
My nigga Kat told me, "El
Hold ya nuts and kill 'em" for sure, dude
I'mma give them nuts a drilling
Have 'em bow, nah, fuck that
If they front their melon
You heard me right
Did I s-s-stutter? Still I'm
Giving you food for thought
This is bread and butter skill and
Life looks a little different
When she ride around, it's thrilling
I play my cards right
No matter how they cut or dealing
A wise man said, listen to your gut
It's illing
So I don't fuck with niggas sitting
On their butt and chilling
That's double for these broads dog
Damn these sluts is illing
All I wanted was a nut
What? I'm just being real
And I came a long way
From being in the gutter, stealing
Now I'm as dope as the
Shit that your blunt concealing