Night Lovell - WHO IS THIS WEIRDO ? lyrics
Shermar Paul [Ottawa, Canada]
[Night Lovell - WHO IS THIS WEIRDO ? lyrics]
Na, na, na, na na, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm back, bitch I'm back yeah
What's the plan? (What's the plan?) we gon'
Slide (We gon' slide) dirty hands
(Dirty hands) we doin' crimes
(We doin' crimes) check your mans
(Check your mans) he want beef (He want beef)
Okay, it's up
(Okay, it's up) we leave him leakin'
(We leave him leakin', yeah, yeah)
What's the plan? (What's the plan?) we gon'
Slide (We gon' slide) dirty hands
(Yo' hands) we doin' crimes (Do crimes)
Check your mans
(Check your mans) he want beef (He want beef)
Okay, it's up (Okay, it's up) we leave him
Leakin' (We leave him leakin', let's go)
Hope all of you broke
Ass niggas good listeners (Good listeners)
Welcome to my class, yeah, listen up
(yeah) I'ma kill all of you niggas, yeah
Leave your fuckin' blood cold like whistler
You niggas just some motherfuckin' visitors
(Uh, uh, uh) i gets the hoes
I'm a low-key freak when I get drunk
Bitch, I'm gettin' what I want
Mama didn't raise a punk (Punk)
Lately, I been in a funk
Had to disappear from life
What would happen if I blew my
Fuckin' brains out with a rifle?
These are real thoughts
Not a motherfuckin' haiku (I swear)
On a higher level
I ain't talkin' 'bout my IQ (Yup)
Leave a nigga bloody
Bloody like my name is Ryu (That sucks)
They say you got money
Who the fuck did you lie to? yeah
Give me all the motherfuckin' chips
And I'll stack it up (Right)
You think that I'm lyin'
I got proof just to back it up (Right)
Line 'em up (Back it
Back it) I take niggas bitches
And I clap 'em up (Back it)
If you don't abide by the rules
We gon' brap you up
Bitches don't approach me
Guess it's 'cause of my demeanor
Menor niggas piss me off
Spin the block like a ballerina
Feel like gettin' my dick
Wet, callin' up Marisa, gina
Fuck it, I'll settle for Lisa 'cause
She's the meanest eater
Tried and tried so many goddamn times
But still I find myself up front center
(Center) a blessin' and a curse
(A curse) hope it don't get worse (Get worse)
You say you fucked him? Bitch
Take your ass to church (Ayy, ayy)
Roll call, roll call
Callin' all the fuck boys
Finally, I can see you face
To face, bitch, what's up, boy?
You think this a joke?
Tie them niggas up, throw them in the trunk
You know how the fuckin' story goes