"Pick Up On Line 6" lyrics
Yeah
So I'm calling up my agent
I had to get my agent on the line (Hello?)
He said, "We back up in the duffle
But don't let these niggas take another dime"
I said fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take 'em off
Fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take a loft
Fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take 'em off
Fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take a loft
I had a dream about it back in the city when I was [?] age
In sixth grade, sucking on titties instead of playing games
You harder than me? Not too many niggas say the same
If God took a week and some change then you can wait a daaay
(You can wait
You know what you waiting on, let's fucking get it)
I'm the bee's knees, sip this dick's drip like it's Riesling
I pull my bootstraps now my whip got the GLE
I want my enemies just to leave or to be deceased
And if this MAC-10 break wind, it'll be a breeze
I ash 'em like the tip of a Fronto
[?] and [?] get me a condo
I stay with the cream and cheese like a little cilantro
Now I'm calling up my agent, he say, "What do you want, bro?"
So I'm calling up my agent
I had to get my agent on the line (Hello?)
He said, "We back up in the duffle
But don't let these niggas take another dime"
I said fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take 'em off
Fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take a loft
Fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take 'em off
Fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take a loft
Aye
Like Jada said, just follow the verse
And we ain't never seen a Brinks truck follow a hearse
The word I'm working is heard as a gift or a curse
Before you bite a rhyme of mine, pray over it first
[?] Cutlass, the rims don't touch it
Nigga, when you buy something, make it make you more money
And that's off the dribble with a pull-up jumper
Only drinking spring water and my skin looks lovely
Bust it out the wrapper [?] the dope like a [?]
Gotta put Hammer pants on your hands just to touch me
Line dance stepper, we some ballroom hustlers
Had to put some cheese on it, whole loafs, no onions
So I'm calling up my agent
I had to get my agent on the line (Hello?)
He said, "We back up in the duffle
But don't let these niggas take another dime"
I said fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take 'em off
Fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take a loft
Fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take 'em off
Fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take a loft
I had a dream about it back in the city when I was [?] age
In sixth grade, sucking on titties instead of playing games
You harder than me? Not too many niggas say the same
If God took a week and some change then you can wait a daaay
(You can wait
You know what you waiting on, let's fucking get it)
I'm the bee's knees, sip this dick's drip like it's Riesling
I pull my bootstraps now my whip got the GLE
I want my enemies just to leave or to be deceased
And if this MAC-10 break wind, it'll be a breeze
I ash 'em like the tip of a Fronto
[?] and [?] get me a condo
I stay with the cream and cheese like a little cilantro
Now I'm calling up my agent, he say, "What do you want, bro?"
So I'm calling up my agent
I had to get my agent on the line (Hello?)
He said, "We back up in the duffle
But don't let these niggas take another dime"
I said fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take 'em off
Fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take a loft
Fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take 'em off
Fuck it I'll take 'em all
Fuck it I'll take a loft
Aye
Like Jada said, just follow the verse
And we ain't never seen a Brinks truck follow a hearse
The word I'm working is heard as a gift or a curse
Before you bite a rhyme of mine, pray over it first
[?] Cutlass, the rims don't touch it
Nigga, when you buy something, make it make you more money
And that's off the dribble with a pull-up jumper
Only drinking spring water and my skin looks lovely
Bust it out the wrapper [?] the dope like a [?]
Gotta put Hammer pants on your hands just to touch me
Line dance stepper, we some ballroom hustlers
Had to put some cheese on it, whole loafs, no onions
