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Tech N9ne – EDI’s Lyrics

EDI’s Lyrics by Tech N9ne


[Tech N9ne]
Popped an Edi
Now I’m zonin’ bumping Makavelli
Got her ready to squat the wetty on my machete
‘Cause lots of fetti, her chops are steady, b----, Akinyele
Ten’ll sit me in, then the s--- begins
When the d---, we blend, a b---- see yen and quickly sin
‘Cause we the Scheiße, that s--- in German
I’m lit and burnin’ like back in the day when I was trippin’ Sherman
A lot to water, we stopped the lottery, I do not agree
With blocking dollars, we shot to prodigy and hot commodities
Twenties, give me, that thing they call veggie blown
Henny in me, that mean I’m already gone
Many shimmies from the hoes with medi’ moans
When he’s grinning, that be when the Edi’s on

[Tech N9ne]
I just popped an Edi
High, but chopper ready
I just popped an Edi
Are you off the reggie? (Edi’s)
My clique is on (Edi’s)
My b---- is on (Edi’s)
We lit, we on (Edi’s, Edi’s, Edi’s, Edi’s)
My clique is on (Edi’s)
My b---- is on (Edi’s)
We lit, we on (Edi’s, Edi’s, Edi’s, Edi’s)

[Tech N9ne]
Pretty litty, sipping Macallan whiskey
25th, she run you two thousand crispy
Split these quickly, break it down fifty-fifty
Swiftly lift me, n---- fly as a Frisbee
How can I walk when I’m off on a twenty?
I just wanna rest, no talking to any
I have a party, the boss, he got plenty
So all the b------ wanna cough up the Winnie
Pootang, you bang, that’ll make a n---- wanna do thangs
Ooh brain, to wang, beautifully when I’m on a chew strain
Gummies hit us, fastest on the realer, fam
Funny giggler, laughing on until the end
Dummy n----, stack ’em on and feel a dwamn
Hundred millas, that s--- almost killed a man

I just popped an Edi
High, but chopper ready
I just popped an Edi
Are you off the reggie? (Edi’s)
My clique is on (Edi’s)
My b---- is on (Edi’s)
We lit, we on (Edi’s, Edi’s, Edi’s, Edi’s)
My clique is on (Edi’s)
My b---- is on (Edi’s)
We lit, we on (Edi’s, Edi’s, Edi’s, Edi’s)

Off in a get-together
When popular with the cheddar
You popping and sipping better
You stopping a vixen, let her
Hop on the d--- and get her
On throbbing, I get you wetter
I’m saucing, I hit, then dead her
We boss and not missing ever
We keep a dummy amount of the fetty, bruh
Don’t try to son me, my clown’ll come bury you
Pass me a gummy, I’m down and I’m ready, sir
When I’m low and I’m grumpy, this sound’ll be Edi up

I just popped an Edi
High, but chopper ready
I just popped an Edi
Are you off the reggie? (Edi’s)
My clique is on (Edi’s)
My b---- is on (Edi’s)
We lit, we on (Edi’s, Edi’s, Edi’s, Edi’s)
My clique is on (Edi’s)
My b---- is on (Edi’s)
We lit, we on (Edi’s, Edi’s, Edi’s, Edi’s)


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