Z-Ro - Razor Blade lyrics

[Z-Ro - Razor Blade lyrics]

Hold up nigga, what's this
What you want me to get you
A wing dinner or something man where is Ro
So he could make it rain in this bitch

I'm gon' get this paper, everyday
And I don't give a fuck, what them haters say
Alligators with eyes Bulgari's
And a taper fade if I must say so
I'm sharper than a razor blade

I live in Platinum City
That's where I pay my rent
Hell yeah I'm throwing money
While you pay my bitch
Hell naw I ain't a trick
Just working my wrist
Mama I'm a serial killer
She can murder my dick
But, I ain't paying for it
I'm just making it rain
I hope she got insurance
I'm bout to bang up her frame
Hurricaning in the club
Breaking up your rain like Splinter Cell
Or magnum I'm changing up the game
Throughout the month
I'm in and out of different time zones
He a Cricket, King of the Ghetto a IPhone
Look like the Atlantic Ocean
On top of my dome my dick a car seat
That's all your woman ride on
Buckle up he a minute man
I go a couple hours
When I'm finished with her
She gon' need a couple showers
Call it a black pap smear
I'm bout to shove it down her
That go for her
And all them bad ass bitches around her yeah

I'm gon' get this paper, everyday
And I don't give a fuck, what them haters say
Alligators with eyes Bulgari's
And a taper fade if I must say so
I'm sharper than a razor blade

If you ain't a freak like Ro
You need to let it be known
So I don't waste time trying to fuck
Pull out my dick and just let it be blown
I even got a bitch on Facebook, hating on me
Thought I was coming back
She mad still waiting on me
To deal with her
If she showed a little patience fo' me
I ain't tripping
It's so many bitches that get naked fo' me
She make mo' in one night
Than you make in a month
That's why you mad at her
She a pound and you a blunt
If you were sexy you would dance
Ho don't even front
Mad cause don't nobody want you
Gotta play with your cunt i'm Jacoby Jones
I don't know how to miss a pass
Plus I'm Dave Chappelle
I don't know how to kiss a ass
Yeah, and even if I tried
I could never fall off
Too much money on my mind

I'm gon' get this paper, everyday
And I don't give a fuck, what them haters say
Alligators with eyes Bulgari's
And a taper fade if I must say so
I'm sharper than a razor blade

She think I'm Drake
I'm the best she ever had
But, I can't giver her no money
So if she ever ask
You already know I'mma laugh at her
I'm a playa
A Papa Reu with my money, I put it in the air
I'm thinking beat up the pussy
You thinking when to pay her
You put it in her hand
I'mma put it in her hair
I'm on the 19th flo', so I'mma send her there
She can even start without me
Long as she pretend I'm there
Pussy is my priority, acronym for pimp
He need his leg broke
That's why he walking with a limp
It's been a damn good year
So where the blimp
Handcuff your bitch or lose her bro
All she need is a glimpse
Of all the places I been
And the places I'm gon' go
You can buy a car
With all the ones I don't roll
My hoes street walkers
Ain't nowhere that they won't go
And they check over ten thousand a night
But I want mo'

I'm gon' get this paper, everyday
And I don't give a fuck, what them haters say
Alligators with eyes Bulgari's
And a taper fade if I must say so
I'm sharper than a razor blade

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