MOD SUN, Meta (Rapper), G-Eazy - Rappin' A$$ Rappers lyrics
[MOD SUN, Meta Rapper, G-Eazy - Rappin' A$$ Rappers lyrics]
Meta got mad bars, I got mad weed
G got mad bitches and they come easily
And this is errday, we do it frequently
See erryone I meet is fucking
Stoked at meeting me and I got 4 chicks with
Dreads screaming "Free Love"
And we some cool mothafuckas so
Ain't nobody mean mug
And we some cool motha ah
But ain't that shit typical?
People showing love and knowing
Us everywhere we go
Women holler hourly
Twitter mentions out to eat
On show nights, cause hoes like
To feel like they’re out of reach
Oh psyche, I’m old spice
Look at him, look at me
He’s runner up like Bo Bice
A sucker word to Booker T
See til I don’t exist
But rollin’ out in Oakland bent
Soaking up the weather
Stop at Nellie’s for neck bones and fish
And these rappers don’t rock
So they roll with this
Drop bars but I hold my lick
So don’t be dead before they
Know that you’re alive
It’s the new hippie version
Of "I will survive"
I got the chimes of freedom
Ringing in my mind
The direction, GPS can’t find a lotta pride
Focus on change so I ain't
Worried bout no dime
So watch me prove my point that the
Pen is more mighty than any swords
Flash seed equipped with an inner roach
Clip on the inside like décor
Barely got time to eat, or time to sleep
Man I’m fucking bored uh
Got a promise to keep, and people to meet
A lot of calls get ignored
(Your call has been forwarded to an)
One ring, voicemail
Knowing that I see the number
Weed is crumbled, blunt is stale
Hold up fam I need another
Freedom fighter, Hughie P
Hybrid mixed with Schoolly D
Tune out soon as groupies be, all
I think is booty please
Practically a masterpiece, actually
A bastard, see
Came from
Creative thought cremated by distracted heat
This shit is crack to
Me folk wildin’ frantically
Eyes looking Cantonese, Ni Hao, Magic Greens
Prolly couldn’t make my mother any prouder
Leave the club my fingers
Smell like clam chowder
I'm high as a mountain when
I’m skiing in the powder
I still can’t hear you
Can you hate a little louder?
Your girl keep on tryna get
What’s in my trouser
Wowzer, bitch I’m a boss like Bowser
Hoes be all around my site
I wonder who allows her
I think you need to hit the
Refresh button on your browser
Flow skinny, but my words fat
Bout to roll some of this weed
Up then we burns that
Word to Mod Sun, I know you heard that
Hol up, now let me switch into my nerd rap
I, I, I’m (I I I’m) un-unfuckwitable
Eazy is the realest that’s
Completely non equivocal
My style is so original
Your style so fucking typical
You’re dealing with a highly
Trained and skilled individual
I’m just going hard because
I felt like all you fuckers out
There listening were missing me
In one ear and out the other it’s obscene
I’m serving antihistamine
And washing out all of your mouths
So Mr clean and Listerine
Fuck a rappin' ass rapper
I just wrote this verse to let you
Know that I could do that
Hair slicked back now thats dapper
Living in New Orleans where dem
People holler Who Dat
And they drink during the day
And drink a whole lot more at night
I flew to Minnesota smoked two
Joints before the flight
Feeling super duper wavy I just
Want to soar a kite
And I don’t know what that shit meant
But yo that shit was sorta tight
Names Eazy, I does this
Known to go HAM and slay
Every girl he touches
Off a pill, partying and dancing to Justice
Took your wifey home and then I
Made that bitch my dutchess eazy
G got mad bitches and they come easily
And this is errday, we do it frequently
See erryone I meet is fucking
Stoked at meeting me and I got 4 chicks with
Dreads screaming "Free Love"
And we some cool mothafuckas so
Ain't nobody mean mug
And we some cool motha ah
But ain't that shit typical?
People showing love and knowing
Us everywhere we go
Women holler hourly
Twitter mentions out to eat
On show nights, cause hoes like
To feel like they’re out of reach
Oh psyche, I’m old spice
Look at him, look at me
He’s runner up like Bo Bice
A sucker word to Booker T
See til I don’t exist
But rollin’ out in Oakland bent
Soaking up the weather
Stop at Nellie’s for neck bones and fish
And these rappers don’t rock
So they roll with this
Drop bars but I hold my lick
So don’t be dead before they
Know that you’re alive
It’s the new hippie version
Of "I will survive"
I got the chimes of freedom
Ringing in my mind
The direction, GPS can’t find a lotta pride
Focus on change so I ain't
Worried bout no dime
So watch me prove my point that the
Pen is more mighty than any swords
Flash seed equipped with an inner roach
Clip on the inside like décor
Barely got time to eat, or time to sleep
Man I’m fucking bored uh
Got a promise to keep, and people to meet
A lot of calls get ignored
(Your call has been forwarded to an)
One ring, voicemail
Knowing that I see the number
Weed is crumbled, blunt is stale
Hold up fam I need another
Freedom fighter, Hughie P
Hybrid mixed with Schoolly D
Tune out soon as groupies be, all
I think is booty please
Practically a masterpiece, actually
A bastard, see
Came from
Creative thought cremated by distracted heat
This shit is crack to
Me folk wildin’ frantically
Eyes looking Cantonese, Ni Hao, Magic Greens
Prolly couldn’t make my mother any prouder
Leave the club my fingers
Smell like clam chowder
I'm high as a mountain when
I’m skiing in the powder
I still can’t hear you
Can you hate a little louder?
Your girl keep on tryna get
What’s in my trouser
Wowzer, bitch I’m a boss like Bowser
Hoes be all around my site
I wonder who allows her
I think you need to hit the
Refresh button on your browser
Flow skinny, but my words fat
Bout to roll some of this weed
Up then we burns that
Word to Mod Sun, I know you heard that
Hol up, now let me switch into my nerd rap
I, I, I’m (I I I’m) un-unfuckwitable
Eazy is the realest that’s
Completely non equivocal
My style is so original
Your style so fucking typical
You’re dealing with a highly
Trained and skilled individual
I’m just going hard because
I felt like all you fuckers out
There listening were missing me
In one ear and out the other it’s obscene
I’m serving antihistamine
And washing out all of your mouths
So Mr clean and Listerine
Fuck a rappin' ass rapper
I just wrote this verse to let you
Know that I could do that
Hair slicked back now thats dapper
Living in New Orleans where dem
People holler Who Dat
And they drink during the day
And drink a whole lot more at night
I flew to Minnesota smoked two
Joints before the flight
Feeling super duper wavy I just
Want to soar a kite
And I don’t know what that shit meant
But yo that shit was sorta tight
Names Eazy, I does this
Known to go HAM and slay
Every girl he touches
Off a pill, partying and dancing to Justice
Took your wifey home and then I
Made that bitch my dutchess eazy