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Feet Upon The Table - текст песни



Feet Upon The Table


(feat. Vic Hop, Rhymin' Riddlore, Ellay Khule, NGA Fish)



hey dude you want me to start, like, four bars up in this shit

(yeah, nigga, what, you got dick on your mind or something?)

aw nigga fuck you







[Riddlore]

Hey pussy, listen

your hearing aid'll be his ass whipping

pussy, your rhyme keeps on slipping

go home and gets to trippin

pussy, I slow your row with that tampon

your flow be misthrown

come up out that couch and plant my flag in your neighborhood

you got cable, I'm leaving toenail clippings on your table



[Vic Hop]

now I break lots of crews up

who cruise up like they got big nuts

what I dig up gets

big ups and also blow some wigs up

get up for the beat down

I'm taking your seat now

relaxing my feet up on the coffee table

while I floss me labels-

fool!



[Aceyalone]

I got what the fuck you need and more

I'll kick in your door dammit then slam it behind me

you'll find me in the bedroom where your kids is at

I tell 'em that their daddy's gonna die

then give 'em smacks and get some stacks

and hit the sofa with a loaf of bread and some chicken backs

feet up on the table and your woman in my lap



[Ellay Khule]

blast off, lift off, wanna twist off the cap

the love of my life is the rap

the love of your life in my lap

leap if your feeling lucky

my speech ?? ?? Kermit

your walking that style with no leash, do you have a permit?

cut it out like some scissors

get rollin' like Twizzlers sweets

drivin' a big blue up the streets

bumpin helluva beats through your weak butt

me I gotta maintain my rep, wake up you slept

lucky to get slapped, I should have just broke your neck

got juice like in a dream, blow up like gasoline when it's lit

you battle him and you battle them, but I really don't give a shit



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