Freddie Gibbs - Space Rabbit lyrics

[Freddie Gibbs - Space Rabbit lyrics]

I could do this shit all way through
Fuck this shit yeah, huh, gang, yeah

Ayo, let's get paper and pop Mo'
With hoes up in skyscrapers (yeah, yeah)
It's King Rabbit, I rap
But I'll pull a drug caper (yeah, yeah)

Cocaine City, cold as a dope fiend titty
(yeah)
Sellin' fetty so I can front up in the 850
(yeah)
Somethin' in the SF90 'Rari electrical
(Skrrt) space Rabbit push space coupe
Straight out of Monaco (yeah, yeah)

Space Kane, space age pimpin'
MJ and Ball and them (yeah)
43rd and Main
Used to cut the dope with Klonopin
Boy, they gon' fake you, hate you
Underrate you (Underrate you)
That bitch gon' always turn around, yo
That's the crazy thing about them tables
(yeah, yeah)
Nothing but drug mules in my stable
(yeah, uh)
You either whip it or you ship it
Gave that goofy ho an ultimatum
Sucked me in the 'Vette
So I had to give her the keys to it
Once I drop this shit
Bet them members be locking P's to it
Million used to feel like a dream
Now I can breeze through it
(Now I can breeze through it)
I remember back when I used
To wanna be G-Unit (G-Unit)
Record labels said I sound like Buck
They had the Rabbit Man fucked up
They dropped me off, they cut my nuts
And I was down bad on my luck
This novacane straight off the bluff
I taste that shit and I got a rush
I had to stop drinkin' that lean
That shit was fuckin' up my gut
Gun fights and sleepless nights
You see the pain all in my face
Package smell like gasoline
We got them things off in the tank
Big VL and I'm the big boss mafioso
I got rank
Don't need my son to be no doctor
He can always take my place
Prick his finger and kiss him
Now he initiated
Sunday night through Thursday, you hit me
I get you situated
Wonder if I'm headed for hell
And my soul obliterated
Neighbor kids just hit me
They mama just sold the 'frigerator
(Sold the 'frigerator)

Cocaine City, cold as a dope fiend titty
Sellin' fetty so I can front up in the 850
Somethin' in the SF90 'Rari electrical
Space Rabbit push space coupe
Straight out of Monaco

Skinny Suge Knight, I put that on my mama, ho
(That's on my mama, ho)
Dripping that ice, how you robbers
Gon' rob the robber, ho?
(yeah) space Kane, space age pimpin'
MJ and Ball and them insane, one way gang
I'm with the mob and them
These niggas lame, they say they gang
But they don't claim it often
I know the feds, they know my name
My picture's in they office
Address that man as Mr kane
Until they drop the coffin
I gave 'em forty bars of pain
Like Allen I, I cross 'em, yeah

Uh, yeah space Kane
Thank you for being a valued
Guest as the Triple S
Please bare with us as turbulent weather
Conditions have caused unforeseen
Power outages yo, Freddie
What's goin' on? It's Jeff Ross
You invite me all the way to Vegas
To party and you're not even answering
I'm down here in the casino with
Four of your fifteen baby mamas
What are you doin' up
There, gangbangin' a rabbit
You freaky fuck?
Freddie, why do you love rabbit's
So much? Is it
'cause you're always hoppin' out
Of your child support?
What are you doin' up there
Selling crack to Michael
Jackson's uncles again?
Come on, man, I need you
I got you a spot on the
Comedy show opening up for TI come on, man
I know you're up there
Just snitchin' on people
No wonder nobody wants to do your album
Freddie come on, Freddie
Let's go

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