S.A. Smash - Robot lyrics
[S.A. Smash - Robot lyrics]
Doing shows in our city
The natives can't even stand you
Never step foot in this town
They already banned you
Niggas wanna advance
But you won't get a chance to
Maybe let you roll but first
Show me those dance moves
Damn dude, don't get an attitude with me
I'll battle you but first you better
Pass the bowl to me i'll hit it and quit it
Because your lack of potency forget it
This bitch isn't ever had a hold of keef
Keep your hands off
I'm cutting motherfuckers with a handsaw
Drunk, bootlegging moonshine with
Your grandpa
Punk, Pussy, we paved the way and
When it's time to fuck I turn
My jeans to breakaway pants
I don't care who you are
Or what you wearing cat
My number one question is what
The fuck you staring at
That's ho shit, really niggas don't know shit
Big dick in the club
What these girls gone get
You're a robot (Come on, make it hot)
Wheres my people (Come on, turn it up)
You're a systematic format and your lethal
(Get up, move around)
Who's in the house, you're losing your mouth
We triggered the heat in your personal space
And we gone shoot up your house
We got bitches in the pitch
Shifting her gears
And FBI agents in the club
Twitching her ears
Let's step, shaky shit in the club
Jerseyed out
Smash brothers are the meanest thugs
Peep me out, hook me up with the easy fuck
Let's be out, Made a mess, put my dick in her
(what)
Help me out (Alright) We can ball all night
And get stupid as fuck
And start up a bar fight
And as real as it gets
We still trying to smoke
Let's get ill in this bitch
And get this chick trying some coke
Niggas, it's so dangerous
Make you wanna go to the club, play with guns
Punch the DJ cause everything
He plays it sucks
Get drunk and start chasing some sluts
The natives can't even stand you
Never step foot in this town
They already banned you
Niggas wanna advance
But you won't get a chance to
Maybe let you roll but first
Show me those dance moves
Damn dude, don't get an attitude with me
I'll battle you but first you better
Pass the bowl to me i'll hit it and quit it
Because your lack of potency forget it
This bitch isn't ever had a hold of keef
Keep your hands off
I'm cutting motherfuckers with a handsaw
Drunk, bootlegging moonshine with
Your grandpa
Punk, Pussy, we paved the way and
When it's time to fuck I turn
My jeans to breakaway pants
I don't care who you are
Or what you wearing cat
My number one question is what
The fuck you staring at
That's ho shit, really niggas don't know shit
Big dick in the club
What these girls gone get
You're a robot (Come on, make it hot)
Wheres my people (Come on, turn it up)
You're a systematic format and your lethal
(Get up, move around)
Who's in the house, you're losing your mouth
We triggered the heat in your personal space
And we gone shoot up your house
We got bitches in the pitch
Shifting her gears
And FBI agents in the club
Twitching her ears
Let's step, shaky shit in the club
Jerseyed out
Smash brothers are the meanest thugs
Peep me out, hook me up with the easy fuck
Let's be out, Made a mess, put my dick in her
(what)
Help me out (Alright) We can ball all night
And get stupid as fuck
And start up a bar fight
And as real as it gets
We still trying to smoke
Let's get ill in this bitch
And get this chick trying some coke
Niggas, it's so dangerous
Make you wanna go to the club, play with guns
Punch the DJ cause everything
He plays it sucks
Get drunk and start chasing some sluts