DRAKEO Not Drake-O

Lyrics
[Intro] (I get my work from a narco) [Verse 1] Jinkies, I breakdance when I get the bag Wonton chops like Jack Chan, a black belt Get the sack, then I'm gone in the wind When I'm carryin' this fin, finna knock Crimson Chins off Sneak dissin' on the team, you get dealt with I'm finna hit her with the Melvin if she a dime Crime pays, so I bought me a tennis necklace Everything creamy, baby, it's Ben and Jerry's Mardi Gras, got the tits and the ruler clips Beam on it, who wanna be on the news today? Snake vibеs, I'ma do 'em the Judas way Thesе little niggas playin' games more than Tookah play I'm a different type of nigga when I'm shootin' K's Scottie Pippen jersey on when I'm hoopin' up I hate niggas, guess it's time to Klux the Klux Put pooks in bus, miss me with the groupie stuff His main bitch look like she be shootin' up You could never be as cool as us, lose the drugs School and guns, my life is a movie, huh? The Stincs don't allow snakes and Judases [Chorus] Cold as ice when I'm snowboarding Free throws mean he's no longer That C-Class booth, yeah, he's that dude A hundiddy when I creep past you [Verse 2] It's the slimiest, who really wanna die today? Usually Cam'ron pink, today it's Majin Buu Read the real nigga chronicles, I'm all through it Hangin' rats by they tails, man, I'm all for it Why you hatin' on the court but I'm goin' long? Silly nigga, don't you ever leave me home alone Jibber-jabber, more like honky-tonk, get him gone See a bunch of broke niggas in my ear tonight It's Drakeo not Drake-O, get it right Gon' have me knocking off all type of wigs tonight Fryin' pigs tonight, you givin' that squealin' sound Just caught an opp standin' tall, had to sit him down Ten semi rounds, he doin' a spin dance Still I walk alone, I don't cross walk around Stick and move, block the play with Pau Gasol Then I'ma give 'em thirty-two from Karl Malone, you know the truth [Chorus] Cold as ice when I'm snowboarding Free throws mean he's no longer That C-Class booth, yeah, he's that dude A hundiddy when I creep past you Cold as ice when I'm snowboarding Free throws mean he's no longer That C-Class booth, yeah, he's that dude A hundiddy when I creep past you
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- Drakeo the Ruler