Tech N9ne

Choosin
Had a shindig everybody in mi casa When I was approached by a lady trying to blend me proper When she asked if I really was the king of the choppers Bitch, I'm Mufasa Let me know if you rolling Let me know if you down Cause I see you choosing You know I hold it down Even though I came a long way from the blocks Still wave my finger to the cops I see you like what I got So let me know if you rolling Let me know if you down I see you choosing Aye With this bimbo, hit this indo Said she wanna give me hella vicious dingo 'Bout to make the music crescendo So don't nobody hear me knock it out with the quickness Kimbo So I had to get the bitch's info The top was mental, lovely ladies suck it, stay silento Resemble monkey wrench though I don't need your credentials We men though Letras de cancionesLeave you in light and leave you in limbo She chose N9ne I'm impossible to figure and decode She wanna really welcome me to the freak show She fuck with the homies, Sav Siccness and Bleezo She said that both of my homies they gave her the heave ho But she ain't never had me killin' it befo' So I gave her the meat and it was more than Rodigo She coming to every blur party we throw (Tim Tebow) Fakers be oozing illusions They said they banging; but they moving and grooving That's why the ladies want the dude with the fusion Of indica oil and Keith who'd'n and coolin' Stuffed and puffed like a Cuban You trippin', she left with us You get bruised and contusions Used and abused and fooled Cos' Tecca N9na, she choosin' Let me know if you rolling Let me know if you down Cause I see you choosing You know I hold it down Even though I came a long way from the blocks Still wave my finger to the cops I see you like what I got So let me know if you rolling Let me know if you down I see you choosing Aye Choosin' me because I make her nod Wanna eat my dick up like a brat Ya niggas hope that Tecca Nina rot They never close enough to get a shot Cause I be chilling way up at the top But we never too comfortable and thinking it won't pop You can bet that the heaters on my family stay cocked And my governors ready for the petty who said he hot 'Cause I beat, beat, beat, beat, beat her With the d and not D Jeter Then I found out she a queef skeeter When I mixed OJ with the Beef-eater Your girly's punani it was a deep greeter Coming at me you'll be a hit by the peace bleeder I'm a beast I beat beep and she's cheater She want me in her mouth, I will at least feed her You know the rules of the game Your bitch just chose me We can handle this like we got some class or Get into the gangster shit if you tripping low-key Women is never nothing to steal When you making hella bread and you go from here to Brazil So you gotta know I'm the nigga that she wanna get to for big thrills for real Let me know if you rolling Let me know if you down Cause I see you choosing You know I hold it down Even though I came a long way from the blocks Still wave my finger to the cops I see you like what I got So let me know if you rolling Let me know if you down I see you choosing From Letras Mania