ROADRUNNER +

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$NOT - Rap, USA

ROADRUNNER +

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[Intro: Mississippi and Louisiana State Penitentiaries Prisoners] Well, it's early in the mor-, in the mornin' Baby, when I rise, Lordy mama Well, it's early every mor--in The mornin' R-in a my right side, well-a Well-a, it's-a, Lordy, Ro-Lordy-Berta Well, it's Lord, you keep a-talkin' (Baby) Well, it's Lord, Ro-Lordy-Rosie Well, it's, oh Lord, Gal, well-a He gonna rise and fly, sugar He gonna rise and fly, well-a Well the eagle on the dollar-quarter He gonna rise and fly, well-a... [Chorus] Okay, it's early in the morning, just the crack of dawn, now Me and my partners, we breakin' booze in the foreign (Uh) Wildin' on niggas, we breakin' bones in the paint (Yeah) Umbilical cords, we cut these niggas off, wait (Yuh) Fuckin' your bitch, fuckin' that bitch, no fame (Yuh) She suckin' my dick so good, she leave me with no brain (Uh-uh) Comin' up in that bitch's throat with precise aim (Right) Fuck these fuckboys and fuck these bitches, they be lame [Post-Chorus] Roadrunnin' the road, like rollin' drama with hoes (Yuh) Rock up on my shit and see it equipped with a thermal scope (Phew) Bullets they bald, bullets they bald like Amber Rose (Huh) Brodies fuck up and these bitches leave me alone (Uh) [Verse] You a dumb nigga (Dumbass), leave a hole in your chest (Yeah) When you walk around the block, niggas know who the best (Uh-huh) You a lil' boy (Lil' boy), can't fuck with little boys (Uh-uh) When you walk around the block, you got little toys Itty bitty boy (Bitty boy), I skirt in the ho (In the ho) I beat the pussy though, I make the pressure blow (Pressure blow) Nigga, what you know? (What you know?) Nigga, let me know (Let me know) I got two Glocks, switchblades in my clothes (In my clothes) [Chorus] Okay, it's early in the morning, just the crack of dawn, now Me and my partners, we breakin' booze in the foreign (Uh) Wildin' on niggas, we breakin' bones in the paint (Yeah) Umbilical cords, we cut these niggas off, wait (Yuh) Fuckin' your bitch, fuckin' that bitch, no flame (Yuh) She suckin' my dick so good, she leave me with no brain (Uh-uh) Comin' up in this bitch's mouth with precise aim (Right) Fuck these fuckboys and fuck these bitches, they be lame

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  • $NOT
  • Kujobeats
  • Nayz
  • Alan Lomax