"Merry Go Round" lyrics
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
To the merry-go-round
I remember four days on the lonely nights
Had to get my money right, on the block
Nigga, I been out all night, to the night
Nigga, and I been selling hard white
I just pop the pills, I ain't going in
I just brought the orange juice, that's a signature
Got a chopper in the bush with a cinnamon bun
Swear to God, I'll be ready when them niggas come
Fly on the ground like a round, we're gonna spread the whole drum
He died because the blood it filled up his lungs
I'm still getting money like I'm George Jung
And every time I think about the acre
I split his face from his head to his navel
From his head to his navel
And every time I think about the acre
I split his face from his head to his navel
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
To the merry-go-round
Swear to God, nigga, I get low in the grass
Get up on your ass, nigga, pay off the tax
All my niggas ready and willing, looking for the cash
But ain't nobody worried about you if you ain't got no scratch
Got a hustler nigga say he been whipping up the back
I'm gonna sit outside his house like Kojak
Double barrel sawed-off, I call it a throwback
Do them like Mooney used to do them in the rack
Never fall in love, never get too attached, no
I don't give a fuck, share matching them hand some
But look bitch, I ain't paying no ransom
Bullet spread niggas turn into a joke, joke tester
Nobody owns me, I'm a freelancer
Probably shoot you in your face if you keep glancing
The bitch standing if I bring her to this big mansion
You're gonna get all them niggas killed, bitch, keep complaining
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
To the merry-go-round
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
To the merry-go-round
I remember four days on the lonely nights
Had to get my money right, on the block
Nigga, I been out all night, to the night
Nigga, and I been selling hard white
I just pop the pills, I ain't going in
I just brought the orange juice, that's a signature
Got a chopper in the bush with a cinnamon bun
Swear to God, I'll be ready when them niggas come
Fly on the ground like a round, we're gonna spread the whole drum
He died because the blood it filled up his lungs
I'm still getting money like I'm George Jung
And every time I think about the acre
I split his face from his head to his navel
From his head to his navel
And every time I think about the acre
I split his face from his head to his navel
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
To the merry-go-round
Swear to God, nigga, I get low in the grass
Get up on your ass, nigga, pay off the tax
All my niggas ready and willing, looking for the cash
But ain't nobody worried about you if you ain't got no scratch
Got a hustler nigga say he been whipping up the back
I'm gonna sit outside his house like Kojak
Double barrel sawed-off, I call it a throwback
Do them like Mooney used to do them in the rack
Never fall in love, never get too attached, no
I don't give a fuck, share matching them hand some
But look bitch, I ain't paying no ransom
Bullet spread niggas turn into a joke, joke tester
Nobody owns me, I'm a freelancer
Probably shoot you in your face if you keep glancing
The bitch standing if I bring her to this big mansion
You're gonna get all them niggas killed, bitch, keep complaining
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
Round? To the merry-go-round
Have you ever seen a chopper do the merry-go-round?
To the merry-go-round
