Now You See Me

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TrDee - Rap

Now You See Me

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[Intro] Isn't there another way? He's just a boy Ice on ice (Hey, Celo, this shit crazy) Phew [Verse] Ice on, now you see me, Jesse Eisenberg If you broke in this bitch, then don't say another word Lil' bro 'bout that action, really he a walkin' verb She a bad bitch to you, if it was me, she gettin' curved Brodie snuck the Glock in the party, fucked the function up I be only smokin' 'za, you smell it while I'm rollin' up You be actin' like a kid, I wonder when you growin' up Man, I used to care what they say, now I don't give a fuck Usеd to dream 'bout the life I livе, now I wake up to it I can tell by how you hit the 'Wood that you goin' through it Real nigga 'cause I got it done and I ain't wanna do it Catch me with a bad bitch that be speakin' Spanish fluent Catch me if you can, on an island with that bad bitch, tryna catch a tan Calm down, you sold a couple zips, you are not the man Fuck the opps, I'm tryna dodge the IRS like a ram If you know, you know, but you be broke, so you don't understand You be fucked up, know that feelin', it ain't good at all I'ma go and get it all back if I lose it all If you wanna know how to do it, you know who to call Man, y'all niggas be dick suckin' like that shit the law Turn it up a notch You know TrDee the freshest, always crispy to the socks Man, you know that bitch is easy, she ain't blocked too many shots You be giving 12 vibes, askin' questions like a cop Oh, shit, he on that shit again Fuck what you think, I'm the coldest out in Michigan Fuck what you think, I'm sub zero like who colder? Crazy how you hatin' on a nigga and you older (Lame) Bitch thought I was easy, she was sick when I ho'ed her I'm a real baller, baby, everything hall of fame Wake up gettin' fly everyday like I own the plane You ain't got no money but you wake up and get on the game Please do not include me with y'all 'cause we not the same Please do not tell me what to do, you ain't did enough Leave that bitch alone if she trippin' over little stuff I forgot my chains at the crib, I was in a rush How is that your bitch? She be sleepin' with me like a plush Big time rush, ridin' 'round with the windows down Gotta air it out 'cause this a rental, we was smokin' loud In the deep end, you at the bottom of the food chain You ain't even sweet but you be talkin' like you good gang I should knock you off your high horse and really humble you I ain't even gotta beat your ass, that's what Scrumble do Now you see me, I remember when I was invisible It's a different feelin' when you wake up feelin' miserable Now I really probably got more money than your principal Who is Trey Dee? Bro, you forgot to add a syllable (Fuck) [Outro] TrDee, ain't gon' keep sayin' that shit, dawg Y'all niggas got me fucked up Tired of y'all niggas playin' with my top, man ShittyBoyz shit

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  • TrDee