Sammi Shyne - No Leash Lyrics

Jon Wick motherf*cking hit, yah

Parlay wit my dawgs, we go and sick it
First it business
Mindset on let's get it, wicked
They thought I was finished
Grab the winnings
Keep it rigid, how a nigga move and grid it
Listen, tripping cause he
Swishing digits
Lord forgiven em, if they switch for chips
Forget it, grip it
Get another five woods gripping
(Like it's)
Gully swanging in the distance
Allah that's my witness, trust it wit it
(Ay ay ay)
And we really started from the bottom
Can you dig it?
Dip it n****

Get it
Crackin!
Hit the stage ya wildin, watch and get it
Clapping, get it maccin
Hit it, back in
Hit this phase ya wildin
Hit the stage ya wildin
Watch it we go all in
When we get it! Crackin!
Watch ya back, they watchin
How ya get it maccin
Tell you all bout it how it happened

But first baby get to clappin
Keep it going while I tap in
Right now both of us can use a little passion
(I see you)
Rag to riches, no flash I'm dashin
Lemme tell ya bout my fashion
I ain't get this off of rappin
(No no)
Styling like Aladdin
Hurdle suckas like we madden
(I'm gone)
Pockets full like belly
You just full up in the telly
Bitch I'm stunting like kenevil
F*ck a helmet, crown I'm regal
Back then I would rock the beanie
Lose the seagul
Even when the game goin great
They playin evil but I'm rolling stoned
My juice is good, we playin like dem Beatles
You can have it all in time
But when time is all you got
Please don't waste it on the watch
A bigger plot, is all in place, all aligned
If you really see the signs
Am I crazy not to stop
I go in

Get it
Crackin!
Hit the stage ya wildin, watch and get it
Clapping, get it maccin
Hit it, back in
Hit this phase ya wildin
Hit the stage ya wildin
Watch it we go all in
When we get it! Crackin!
Watch ya back, they watchin
How ya get it maccin
Tell you all bout it
How it happened

In the den
Dirty dungeons
Where they run it, ain't no running
Cut the leash off
Back that shit up, ain't no fronting
Why ya barkin, talkin German
Shit be foreign, birch I'm Irving
Cavs is hurting
Jump to the tables like a vegan
Greens they serving, time to eat em
Dinner date wit destiny
No curving, she call confirming
Hit her back and alert it
Ya gon make a nigga late
Please don't make her nervous
I'll have it murk it
(Bah bah bah)
Left wit the bag on me
Caught me strictly suckafree
I ain't gotta thief, I hustle to the teeth

Get it
Crackin!
Hit the stage ya wildin, watch and get it
Clapping, get it maccin
Hit it, back in
Hit this phase ya wildin
Hit the stage ya wildin
Watch it we go all in
When we get it! Crackin!
Watch ya back, they watchin
How ya get it maccin
Tell you all bout it
How it happened