Don Trip - Ken Griffey Jr. lyrics

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Don Trip - Ken Griffey Jr. lyrics

[STARLITO] Ken Griffey Where at? right here? My daddy used to ball My daddy used to ball I see the devil in her eyes She wear a hell of a disguise I should have never been surprised (but it breaks my heart) Feel like I never been this high And I meant that sh** this time Told shawty I love her And I meant that sh** this time I text her "just me and you" She text me back "quit lyin'" I'm just tryin' You know the blind leadin' the blind My mind in a bind And my heart in a twist If I do commit Then what's gon' be the benefit? Well too late She's already lost her innocence Dinner dates "it ain't trickin' if you got it" You 'ont get it In a sense You're gettin' tricked Thinkin' that's your woman Ain't that a b**h? I just call it like I see it Like a unk Punk is got them plump lumps I'm at they neck Like a f**in' razor bump Pepe le pew, U.A.B In other words I'm blazin' skunk I just got off stage You might not make that all month. But I take none of it for granted Even though I understand it They only care about a n***a When I drop that new sh** And they start comparing me to jigga Or 2Pac, when he was fresh out Chest out, Got a FN on the console And a Tec out "BOW" made my own bond on my last 4 charges I'm just hopin' them my last 4 charges I do this sh** for Boosie Back to back 4 charges Cuz just got that "Maro" out the shop... That mutha f**a pissed! I be having to drop my camera man back off I be on some other sh** Shout out my homies in the bay Og train wreck and that bubbly I'm just tryin' to make the difference Though I only does addition I'm talking comprehension I really get it. Get it? I'm talking compensation Yea that right, money talks I'm making conversation I hustle everyday Might not ever take a long vacation I GRIND HARD mutha f**a, GRIND HARD I decided to give him a call It's like they only love a n***a When Don Trip was involved (Stepbrothers... its on the way, its on the way though) [Don Trip] Yeah, yeah, the man's in here I'm so mutha f**in' fly I need landing gear I'm not really from this planet I'm just stranded here In some pretty b**h mouth like some damn veneers I know my flow's so stupid I'm on point like a toothpick And you softer than goose sh** Really the truth is Most these rappers is groupies A match in the sunlight... You n***as is useless Dammit this is uncharted land That I'm standin' on In a pool of sharks And I'm bout to do a cannon ball They say never try to k** Mosquitoes with a cannon ball So I just watch you n***as die slow As if I planned it all I dare you to f** with me Who gon' do what to me? Murder for hire... It ain't sh** but a buck to me Yea right lucky "Mr. fighting for custody" Addicted to fast money Fresh out of recovery My slice of humble pie Should be coming any day now I took a whole week off To build my kids a playground Monkey bars, jungle gyms Slides and a swing-set Still found time To cop sh** that ain't released yet b**h I'm a machine Although, I come with plenty defects Peep that I got too much game to press reset Ridin' wit a bad b**h Whinin' bout respect Search this b**h seat... I hope this mutha f**a eject Hand that b**h a parachute Land on yo man wit yo needy a** Shoulda zipped her lips Like a freezer bag Shout out my brother LITO Cuz even when we leave the lab You gotta know I got that n***a back Like a heatin' pad Honestly, I prolly wouldn't rap If I ain't need the cash I'm strapped and you know everything I pack Take extended mags Pretty b**h I got Love to shop Plus she need a tan I got her chewing wood Like she tryin' to build a beaver dam NOTCH! ch ch ch b**h ch ch ch

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