quelle chris
money shot
lyrics

[Verse 1]

Taped up gla**es, MC Gyver

Slash hi nice to meet you

Relax her with a tall gla** of papaya juice

Recluse like, "Where you been at Chuck?"

It's been a minute, I've been chillin', buildin'

Facebookin' chicks and catchin' feelings

It's not all that gangster nor kosher

Practicin' the act of not givin' up

Bout time to start livin' the life that God's chosen

The prose is so cold it leaves you frozen

Frostbitten, amoxicillin couldn't heal the ill that I'm emittin'

From my diction, yo wasn't Charles Dickens

Or Jimminy Cricket, it's you kickin' sh**

Whatever keeps the kittens kissin' on my pimpin' pimpin', pimpin'

[Verse 2]

Come back Nicki, last like Dickie slacks

Think fast like Ricky Bobby

Watch the pockets gain weight like Ricki Lake

Stank, sewer water in the bank

Bluer waters on the other side of the beach

Where we at

Way, way out your reach

I's always on the move like a sneak

See me? Ladies wanna grove?

Trample your estate like [?] on the move

Pillagin', pillage, villain

[Hook]

You feel 'em and the soul clap is necessary

Polysonic flow, raps is legendary

Polysonic flow, raps is legendary

[Verse 3]

Legendary, John Henry

[?], the moment he pa**ed hit me

It ain't the same, changed, lil' [?]

Slim as a crack in the door last time I was around you

I remember like Good Times episodes

With Ja'Net Dubois, John Amos, Esther Rolle

James died, Florida cried

Damn... damn... damn...

Yeah they made poor look comfortable

While I idolized the Winslows and the Huxtables

Woulda related more had they been disfunctional

Coulda used a drunk uncle, made it all colorful

[Verse 4]

I wake up in the mornin', I still hear people snorin'

Talkin' in their sleep but their sleep sound foreign

I'm workin' on my fortune with the portion of a poor man

Heart of a king, these rappers more like the tin man

Chimpanzee on Mike's dice with implants

Like drinks on ice all night amongst riff raff

Talkin' to this artsy girl with her tits tatted

She said it hurt a little bit but felt fantastic

I put her number in my phone under 'Must Have It'

Brought special weed out I keep in the cabinet

Had her legs up before I even pa**ed it

Screamin' out my name in a foreign accent

[Hook]

That's it

You feel 'em and the soul clap is necessary

Polysonic flow, raps is legendary

Polysonic flow, raps is legendary

Polysonic flow, raps is legendary

Polysonic flow, raps is legendary

Polysonic flow, raps is legendary