ZillaKami - 16 TOES lyrics
ZillaKami [Junius Rogers] New York. U.S.
[ZillaKami - 16 TOES lyrics]
Thraxx yeah
Lawnchair a bitch, I'll have her foldin' over
(Okay)
And then I pop a nigga melon like a Coca-Cola
(Wassup?) skull and crossbones, yeah
I'm hoppin' out the Chevy Nova (Huh?)
And I'ma punch a nigga head
Give him a hematoma (Haha)
You ain't 'bout shit, now contact 'em
You know who it is (Okay)
And now your boy's blowin' up
Like he a pufferfish (Wassup?)
Oh, you do not like a nigga? Well
Your fuckin' mother did (Huh?)
I'm takin' bags out the bank
Like I was Richie Rich
I tell 'em, all of my dogs don't fold (No)
Pull up with a knife
And we gon' pull up with a pole (yeah)
I tell 'em niggas, none of my dogs need homes
Like a pitbull
I'm standin' on like sixteen toes
On a Harley-Davidson
I'm runnin' up the mileage (Okay)
Then I'ma chase your homies down
And then I fuckin' fire (Boom)
And all your homies see me shootin'
But don't talk about it (Okay)
Because they know the consequences if
They press the problem (Huh?)
And If I'm shootin', nigga
You know that I never miss (Okay)
The destruction and a little bit of violence
(Wassup?) funeral's on, bitch
Queue the fuckin' violins (Huh?)
I'm at yo' wake with a stake and a silenced
(Haha) and now your ribs all touchin'
And why the fuck you fussin'? (Huh?)
Nigga, get some money
Take me out of your discussion (Huh?)
Your girl's all puffin'
And softer than a muffin (Huh?)
Tell her, do some sit-ups and maybe
Some fuckin' runnin'
I tell 'em, all of my dogs don't fold (No)
Pull up with a knife
And we gon' pull up with a pole (yeah)
I tell 'em niggas, none of my dogs need homes
Like a pitbull
I'm standin' on like sixteen toes
Lawnchair a bitch, I'll have her foldin' over
(Okay)
And then I pop a nigga melon like a Coca-Cola
(Wassup?) skull and crossbones, yeah
I'm hoppin' out the Chevy Nova (Huh?)
And I'ma punch a nigga head
Give him a hematoma (Haha)
You ain't 'bout shit, now contact 'em
You know who it is (Okay)
And now your boy's blowin' up
Like he a pufferfish (Wassup?)
Oh, you do not like a nigga? Well
Your fuckin' mother did (Huh?)
I'm takin' bags out the bank
Like I was Richie Rich
I tell 'em, all of my dogs don't fold (No)
Pull up with a knife
And we gon' pull up with a pole (yeah)
I tell 'em niggas, none of my dogs need homes
Like a pitbull
I'm standin' on like sixteen toes
On a Harley-Davidson
I'm runnin' up the mileage (Okay)
Then I'ma chase your homies down
And then I fuckin' fire (Boom)
And all your homies see me shootin'
But don't talk about it (Okay)
Because they know the consequences if
They press the problem (Huh?)
And If I'm shootin', nigga
You know that I never miss (Okay)
The destruction and a little bit of violence
(Wassup?) funeral's on, bitch
Queue the fuckin' violins (Huh?)
I'm at yo' wake with a stake and a silenced
(Haha) and now your ribs all touchin'
And why the fuck you fussin'? (Huh?)
Nigga, get some money
Take me out of your discussion (Huh?)
Your girl's all puffin'
And softer than a muffin (Huh?)
Tell her, do some sit-ups and maybe
Some fuckin' runnin'
I tell 'em, all of my dogs don't fold (No)
Pull up with a knife
And we gon' pull up with a pole (yeah)
I tell 'em niggas, none of my dogs need homes
Like a pitbull
I'm standin' on like sixteen toes