Freddie Gibbs - Suit Case Switch lyrics

[Sample] "I have lived my life...I have dreamed my dreams Now d**h, take me away" [Verse One: Verbal Kent] Ayo my raps are like the facts of life We are less alike You're raps are {edited out} just like the cast of Facts Of Life Let me cast a light Shed it even I don't give a f** about getting even Cause if I did I'd be in the crib in a Posture' Monster, underneath the bed you're sleeping Drink 'til I'm real real wildly Grab a pen can't stop me f** around re-write k** Bill Have it with Uma Thurman and Bill Cosby Have a puddy puddy pop in his a**hole Make him pop pills, wake up buck naked Ass up, pants tied with his mouth all [?] faced Found in the ground in a sandcastle I'm a motherf**ing master, ask the body No asterisk, I'll body bag somebody So acrobatic, I'll bet you're acrobotic, Inspector Gadget Go-Go Robo Bo Jackson body Never been a better metaphor four slinger Show me a beat I ain't a four four king of And I'll fork over a four course dinner I'm gonna put four little holes in a foe denim You keep closing the suitcase b**h I keep doe in a suitcase b**h Two identicals, do a suitcase switch Pay me your Adrian Peterson switch Maybe get rich Eat at Gibson's on a Tuesday lunch Got a hunch Tuesday you'll be at the Liquor Boy Towne Center every Tuesday brunch [Hook] [Verse 2: Freddie Gibbs] Now I lay me down to sleep Bad b**h laying right next to me Sexing me, wake up, beat that p**y with my diamond teeth These n***as be downing me These hoes should be crowning me Crowning me, G.I. n***a Church/crack house n***as both down the streets Which one you gon' run to? How much bread can he run through? Digging in the muhf**ing pack, man you can't make back what the dope man front you [?] homicide is what it come to Black masks when we come through 12 gauge hit him in his ribs cause a motherf**er did what a n***a can't undo Bloody murder, murder Nah, nah can't take that back f** the Feds I won't tell 'em sh**, go to my grave with that Homeboy wanna go half on a brick, yeah yeah I stay with that Had some snitches slip through the clique Might bring my pager back I don't know why these n***as be downing me These hoes should be crowning me Cop a pound, half a pound, quarter pound, an ounce from me Bought a b**h a pair of J's, she's bagging dope and count for me New Jack City with the titties out Turn around and see what this dick about Gibbs [Hook]