"DRAKEO Not Drake-O" lyrics
(I get my work from a narco)
Jinkies, I breakdance when I get the bag
Wonton chops like Jack Chan, a black belt
Get the sack, then I'm gone in the wind
When I'm carryin' this fin, finna knock Crimson Chins off
Sneak dissin' on the team, you get dealt with
I'm finna hit her with the Melvin if she a dime
Crime pays, so I bought me a tennis necklace
Everything creamy, baby, it's Ben and Jerry's
Mardi Gras, got the tits and the ruler clips
Beam on it, who wanna be on the news today?
Snake vibes, I'ma do 'em the Judas way
These little niggas playin' games more than Tookah play
I'm a different type of nigga when I'm shootin' K's
Scottie Pippen jersey on when I'm hoopin' up
I hate niggas, guess it's time to Klux the Klux
Put pooks in bus, miss me with the groupie stuff
His main bitch look like she be shootin' up
You could never be as cool as us, lose the drugs
School and guns, my life is a movie, huh?
The Stincs don't allow snakes and Judases
Cold as ice when I'm snowboarding
Free throws mean he's no longer
That C-Class booth, yeah, he's that dude
A hundiddy when I creep past you
It's the slimiest, who really wanna die today?
Usually Cam'ron pink, today it's Majin Buu
Read the real nigga chronicles, I'm all through it
Hangin' rats by they tails, man, I'm all for it
Why you hatin' on the court but I'm goin' long?
Silly nigga, don't you ever leave me home alone
Jibber-jabber, more like honky-tonk, get him gone
See a bunch of broke niggas in my ear tonight
It's Drakeo not Drake-O, get it right
Gon' have me knocking off all type of wigs tonight
Fryin' pigs tonight, you givin' that squealin' sound
Just caught an opp standin' tall, had to sit him down
Ten semi rounds, he doin' a spin dance
Still I walk alone, I don't cross walk around
Stick and move, block the play with Pau Gasol
Then I'ma give 'em thirty-two from Karl Malone, you know the truth
Cold as ice when I'm snowboarding
Free throws mean he's no longer
That C-Class booth, yeah, he's that dude
A hundiddy when I creep past you
Cold as ice when I'm snowboarding
Free throws mean he's no longer
That C-Class booth, yeah, he's that dude
A hundiddy when I creep past you
Jinkies, I breakdance when I get the bag
Wonton chops like Jack Chan, a black belt
Get the sack, then I'm gone in the wind
When I'm carryin' this fin, finna knock Crimson Chins off
Sneak dissin' on the team, you get dealt with
I'm finna hit her with the Melvin if she a dime
Crime pays, so I bought me a tennis necklace
Everything creamy, baby, it's Ben and Jerry's
Mardi Gras, got the tits and the ruler clips
Beam on it, who wanna be on the news today?
Snake vibes, I'ma do 'em the Judas way
These little niggas playin' games more than Tookah play
I'm a different type of nigga when I'm shootin' K's
Scottie Pippen jersey on when I'm hoopin' up
I hate niggas, guess it's time to Klux the Klux
Put pooks in bus, miss me with the groupie stuff
His main bitch look like she be shootin' up
You could never be as cool as us, lose the drugs
School and guns, my life is a movie, huh?
The Stincs don't allow snakes and Judases
Cold as ice when I'm snowboarding
Free throws mean he's no longer
That C-Class booth, yeah, he's that dude
A hundiddy when I creep past you
It's the slimiest, who really wanna die today?
Usually Cam'ron pink, today it's Majin Buu
Read the real nigga chronicles, I'm all through it
Hangin' rats by they tails, man, I'm all for it
Why you hatin' on the court but I'm goin' long?
Silly nigga, don't you ever leave me home alone
Jibber-jabber, more like honky-tonk, get him gone
See a bunch of broke niggas in my ear tonight
It's Drakeo not Drake-O, get it right
Gon' have me knocking off all type of wigs tonight
Fryin' pigs tonight, you givin' that squealin' sound
Just caught an opp standin' tall, had to sit him down
Ten semi rounds, he doin' a spin dance
Still I walk alone, I don't cross walk around
Stick and move, block the play with Pau Gasol
Then I'ma give 'em thirty-two from Karl Malone, you know the truth
Cold as ice when I'm snowboarding
Free throws mean he's no longer
That C-Class booth, yeah, he's that dude
A hundiddy when I creep past you
Cold as ice when I'm snowboarding
Free throws mean he's no longer
That C-Class booth, yeah, he's that dude
A hundiddy when I creep past you
