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Sir Yogi - Intro Lyrics



Sir Yogi - Intro Lyrics
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Why before you come and started tryna tear you down
The black man crazy, but he getting money now
I know that they hate me, but I'll see it they'll frown
Throw love in their faces, I see shawty turn it down
Just to f*ck with a nigga, her prerogatives is clowns
When you down to you're last, but I'm up right now
You better learn how to swim, you niggas hoping I drown
Took that shit on the chin, the devil lived in my house
I feel safer with them killers on them corners
In the chase for chullo nigga, try to warn us
It be your own blood, it be your own buz
Loyalty'll be the reason I touch cuzz
In a five% whip, she still starstruck
Haven lobster and Joel off, it ain't past lunch
I'm in this bitch with my shirt off, she steady kissing on me
Gotta watch where you feel, got that sticky on me
Y'all niggas raps be corny, I'm talking swag ass
You call that fit check, you need a check for that
No, she not texting back, I'm giving belt to wax
Push them foreigns, know to always give my lawyer some
My Umi Google my feet, she not the only one
Used to be a lover girl, she just date for money now
I'm scared to have a baby girl, I feel death looming round
I can be with no limbs and sir, still hold the crown
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Why before you come and started tryna tear you down
The black man crazy, but he getting money now
I know that they hate me, but I'll see it they'll frown
Throw love in their faces, I see shawty turn it down
Just to f*ck with a nigga, her prerogatives is clowns
When you down to you're last, but I'm up right now
You better learn how to swim, you niggas hoping I drown
Took that shit on the chin, the devil lived in my house
I feel safer with them killers on them corners
In the chase for chullo nigga, try to warn us
It be your own blood, it be your own buz
Loyalty'll be the reason I touch cuzz
In a five% whip, she still starstruck
Haven lobster and Joel off, it ain't past lunch
I'm in this bitch with my shirt off, she steady kissing on me
Gotta watch where you feel, got that sticky on me
Y'all niggas raps be corny, I'm talking swag ass
You call that fit check, you need a check for that
No, she not texting back, I'm giving belt to wax
Push them foreigns, know to always give my lawyer some
My Umi Google my feet, she not the only one
Used to be a lover girl, she just date for money now
I'm scared to have a baby girl, I feel death looming round
I can be with no limbs and sir, still hold the crown
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Writer: Ralph Hyland
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Performed By: Sir Yogi
Language: English
Length: 2:12
Written by: Ralph Hyland
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