Blick-A-Thon Lyrics SpotEmGottem
(***, that’s you?)
Ha-ha
(Pipe it up, ***)
***, uh, I call this the blick-a-thon
You know me, I will not leave the house without my ***
I know y’all lesbians, bring your best friend and let me join (Ha)
Niggas get stepped on just for acting dumb
This a FN, mini Draco, this ain’t no Tommy ***
All these dead opps in my lungs, I’m *** as ***, I’m off a ton
I’ll show you how to step, ***
They say woadie out his top, he got something up under his belt, ***
“Jackboy, is they ***’ with you?” He-he-hell, *** nah
These niggas ain’t been ***’ with me since the crackers took the cuffs off
These *** been really out to get me, she wan’ suck it ’til I’m on soft
Came in the game with no flaws
Was ten toes, lil’ *** stood tall
I’m always riding with a ***, ***, I’m taught to keep it with me
Ain’t no rules when it’s beef, shoot your mama in her titty
I be moving smooth with the Glizzy
Been fire, I get litty
You gon’ die, you come to my city
Side with a opp, ***, you silly
Di-di-diamonds biting, Mike Tyson
Glock on me, no time for fighting
Guap on me and a *** still spinning
They hate on me, but a *** still winning
Catch a *** slipping like I’m on his tennis
Hope I don’t catch a case when I go handle business
When I go handle business, I don’t leave no witness
Hit the whole house, I don’t got no feelings
Give no ***, we killing children
*** the law, we out here purging
Drop a ***, then go back to splurging
Hop in the Lamb’, ’bout to park the Suburban
Hop in the Lamb’, now I’m back to swerving
Can’t do what I do when his pockets hurting
Stop competing, go back to working
I’m back to the block, my phone back chirping
***, uh, I call this the blick-a-thon
You know me, I will not leave the house without my ***
I know y’all lesbians, bring your best friend and let me join (Ha-ha-ha)
Niggas get stepped on just for acting dumb
This a FN, mini Draco, this ain’t no Tommy *** (Gang)
All these dead opps in my lungs, I’m *** as ***, I’m off a ton
I already know that she a freaky lil’ ***
Only thing she good for is takin’ ***
Uh, Cuban links match my neck and my wrist
With a fully, I hopped out and did my ***
I be fly as hell without no stylist (Stylist)
Girl, give me that neckie, girl, give me that ***
I’m feeling all on her ass, I’m just gripping that *** (Aight)
Get out my body, I be booted up in this ***
***, uh, I call this the blick-a-thon
You know me, I will not leave the house without my ***
I know y’all lesbians, bring your best friend and let me join (Ha)
Niggas get stepped on just for acting dumb
This a FN, mini Draco, this ain’t no Tommy ***
All these dead opps in my lungs, I’m *** as ***, I’m off a ton
I’ll show you how to step, ***
They say woadie out his top, he got something up under his belt, ***