Dashiki

Lyrics

[Intro] (1st done geeked it up) [Verse 1] Not guilty, that was the final verdict When I was in there fightin' the hill, bitches was not concerned All my Glocks got beams and dicks, I'm kinda perverted Play with the team and get smoked the only way they gon' learn You got some money for the Plug, you can get some dick, bitch, wait your turn Nigga wanna walk in my shoes, that's gon' be hell of a journey I was sellin' drugs on Sesame Street, you niggas Ernie I'll torch a nigga with this fin, put niggas in urns I'm the dopest in the booth, bitch, that's for certain I can get lethal in the booth when I use nouns and verbs Niggas tryna beef with the Stincs, you niggas got y'all nerve Diamonds doin' the dance I like, doin' the wildest twerkin' Give a nigga a face lift, pull up, hop out, and get surgical Fans said they need that Plug pack, jump in the crowd and serve you If I told you I had dick in your bitch mouth, that'd hurt you Pull up and collect a ten band trap, that's what words'll do I was thuggin' in the trenches, man, you niggas had a curfew Ratchet bitch on my hip named Dashiki, she'll burn you I would toe tag and gift wrap you if you make me do it I'm a real street nigga, no, I don't hang with Judas Why I have my dick on your bitch mouth? 'Cause she paid me to do it Blow a nigga brains to smithereens, that's what gang gon' do I done walked the three, I'm with gorillas, I done paid my dues Oh, you had your name in your squad, want the same-ass blues Keep it stiched lip, don't say nothin', you'll live long Gave her perky dick, left the bitch in a sick coma I'm smokin' Plug pack, that boof you got got a different odor I'm known for pourin' lines of Wockhardt in expensive sodas, the Plug [Verse 2] Stinc Team the only niggas I know be the RICO In the club with the thugs, niggas tuckin' chains like we Deebo I'll take it all from a bitch, I'm a freeloader She gon' put it all in her mouth, she's a meat holder (1st done geeked it up) Doggin' this bitch like she an opp, puttin' feet on her You can get some dick in a minute, can you stay on your knees longer? Bitch, your time almost up, but I can't see from these boulders The Stinc Team all about our dough like we Homer Gang and them a bunch of big dogs, we Dobermans Plug be shit talkin', need a bottle of Listerene I can get a broke nigga removed like Mr. Clean Nigga can't be hatin' on the Plug sippin' green Don't move, give it up, niggas stripped, this not a dream Boy, that ain't no opp pack, nigga, that ain't no Chiefin' Hey, bitch, I can give you some flavor, I got some seasonin' Your baby daddy ain't never got no money off a meet and greet Niggas actin' tough on the 'net, they don't be in the streets This is chess, not checkers, I be movin' strategically "Ralfy, you too damn old to be beatin' on beats" Gettin' money, you don't even know how much I seen a week Plug be droppin' slappers, you really be feedin' the streets This you fuckin' with a real L7, your nigga's a geek, the Plug