On Me Songtext
von Big Scoob
On Me Songtext
Scooby-Doo, I′m groovy, a movie I keep it moving
Keep it pushing from the music to bushes, ain't nothing to me
Here′s some gushers for you pussies
You tutti-frutti unruly's ammunition for you bitches
You loosey bootie so goonies, yeah
Back up in this rapping, I'm killing all of these rappers
Yeah, I′m cooking crush and crumble me cousin, I keep it cracking
Said I′m back up in this rapping, I'm killing all of these rappers
Blood who can brush and run with me buzzing, let′s get it bracking
What is understood ain't gotta be explained
So I ain′t gotta tell you, I'm a fixture in the game
When I can get to chopping, ain′t no stopping no G shit
I'm for real and I'ma put that on me, bitch
Gold teeth, gold chain in my sweatsuit
All flame in this thing how Scoob do
So fresh, and I′m ′bout to act a damn fool
So turnt, and I'm breaking all the damn rules
Shit, I′m me, bitch
Certified, can't clone me, bitch
On me, bitch, I′m a five, six, seven OG, bitch
Break it down and get it, I'm with it, check the exhibit
Heavy lyrics being lifted, delivered, the boy is gifted
Ain′t no difference, just don't mix it, the mission, I'm here to get it
Ain′t no friendship
I don′t fuck with you bitches, I'm independent
Solo-dolo in the paint with the pollo in them bushes
On the low-low, out the way of the po-po, I be pushing
Say you cold, lil′ homie, I'm colder with the blow
And smell shit when I walk through the door of that manure
What is understood ain′t gotta be explained
So I ain't gotta tell you, I′m a fixture in the game
When I can get to chopping, ain't no stopping no G shit
I'm for real and I′ma put that on me, bitch
Gold teeth, gold chain in my sweatsuit
All flame in this thing how Scoob do
So fresh, and I′m 'bout to act a damn fool
So turnt, and I′m breaking all the damn rules
Shit, I'm me, bitch
Certified, can′t clone me, bitch
On me, bitch, I'm a five, six, seven OG, bitch
Old head-hunting for bread, you hear me, nigga?
Yeah, no rest, I′m on the edge, you fear me, nigga?
In your chest, zip up your vest, I'm hitting niggas
I profess, I am the best, come get it, nigga
I'm the sneakest that done did it, I′m witty and with the business
Kansas City is you with me, they hear me, they going silly
I ain′t lying, got the heart of a lion, pushing line past crime
But I'm one of a kind with these rhymes
What is understood ain′t gotta be explained
So I ain't gotta tell you, I′m a fixture in the game
When I can get to chopping, ain't no stopping no G shit
I′m for real and I'ma put that on me, bitch
Gold teeth, gold chain in my sweatsuit
All flame in this thing how Scoob do
So fresh, and I'm ′bout to act a damn fool
So turnt, and I′m breaking all the damn rules
Shit, I'm me, bitch
Certified, can′t clone me, bitch
On me, bitch, I'm a five, six, seven OG, bitch
Keep it pushing from the music to bushes, ain't nothing to me
Here′s some gushers for you pussies
You tutti-frutti unruly's ammunition for you bitches
You loosey bootie so goonies, yeah
Back up in this rapping, I'm killing all of these rappers
Yeah, I′m cooking crush and crumble me cousin, I keep it cracking
Said I′m back up in this rapping, I'm killing all of these rappers
Blood who can brush and run with me buzzing, let′s get it bracking
What is understood ain't gotta be explained
So I ain′t gotta tell you, I'm a fixture in the game
When I can get to chopping, ain′t no stopping no G shit
I'm for real and I'ma put that on me, bitch
Gold teeth, gold chain in my sweatsuit
All flame in this thing how Scoob do
So fresh, and I′m ′bout to act a damn fool
So turnt, and I'm breaking all the damn rules
Shit, I′m me, bitch
Certified, can't clone me, bitch
On me, bitch, I′m a five, six, seven OG, bitch
Break it down and get it, I'm with it, check the exhibit
Heavy lyrics being lifted, delivered, the boy is gifted
Ain′t no difference, just don't mix it, the mission, I'm here to get it
Ain′t no friendship
I don′t fuck with you bitches, I'm independent
Solo-dolo in the paint with the pollo in them bushes
On the low-low, out the way of the po-po, I be pushing
Say you cold, lil′ homie, I'm colder with the blow
And smell shit when I walk through the door of that manure
What is understood ain′t gotta be explained
So I ain't gotta tell you, I′m a fixture in the game
When I can get to chopping, ain't no stopping no G shit
I'm for real and I′ma put that on me, bitch
Gold teeth, gold chain in my sweatsuit
All flame in this thing how Scoob do
So fresh, and I′m 'bout to act a damn fool
So turnt, and I′m breaking all the damn rules
Shit, I'm me, bitch
Certified, can′t clone me, bitch
On me, bitch, I'm a five, six, seven OG, bitch
Old head-hunting for bread, you hear me, nigga?
Yeah, no rest, I′m on the edge, you fear me, nigga?
In your chest, zip up your vest, I'm hitting niggas
I profess, I am the best, come get it, nigga
I'm the sneakest that done did it, I′m witty and with the business
Kansas City is you with me, they hear me, they going silly
I ain′t lying, got the heart of a lion, pushing line past crime
But I'm one of a kind with these rhymes
What is understood ain′t gotta be explained
So I ain't gotta tell you, I′m a fixture in the game
When I can get to chopping, ain't no stopping no G shit
I′m for real and I'ma put that on me, bitch
Gold teeth, gold chain in my sweatsuit
All flame in this thing how Scoob do
So fresh, and I'm ′bout to act a damn fool
So turnt, and I′m breaking all the damn rules
Shit, I'm me, bitch
Certified, can′t clone me, bitch
On me, bitch, I'm a five, six, seven OG, bitch
Writer(s): Anquette Smith, Anthony Sweats Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
