Funkmaster Flex - Let's Be Specific - Cool Whip lyrics

One time, one time, one time Styles kinda different but let's be specific One time, one time, one time Styles kinda different but let's be specific This is flavor right here, 60 minutes, y'all You'se just wasn't ready for real, so here's the deal No type remorse when I pull sk**, k** you and your f**ing horse I'm in the midst of musical moments lyrical guns bust Bible's you trust and body clocks turn to dust Explain and slain, you turn slave, you're like Batman Running to your b**h a** Batcave Be aware when you witness and turn like Burger maids Got you swimming while you're dreaming and Cool Whip seamen Headaches are like earthquakes, break you down And crying out for you ladies, motherf**ing crybaby One time, one time, one time Styles kinda different but let's be specific Foot up [unverified] fitted if you got work We lying in sooken put you on your back, sent you on your way Yo, good looking, never catching the cap, the horns In your Louis in Brooklyn Getting over from the fo'er wit the dress stower Got the 80, oh don't think [unverified] nickel want to roll up Get your motherf**ing sh** swoll up Now it's back to Queens to serve fiends Making T's for enemies, my eyes on my enemies Sipping Hennessey wit my mind on some crime sh** One time searching me but never ever find sh** It's the everyday, get the loot then breeze Still my goal is to leave out of state, push keys The Queen's nation, representation, I represent Bulletproof, 3 and a quarter, chrome rims and tint Forever bent off the hen demon, n***az is scheming My crews mega wit more gun play then Sega Pick up the cellular, call Capone-N-Noreaga The nickel plated auto when I rip for dolo f** one time, I'm bucking back at the poo-poo Mr Danny got me acting like that Squeeze macs outta state, [unverified] one in your tracks I'm addicted to the CREAM, I need cheese and stacks So I'm a die trying wit AK's and Macs One time, one time, one time Styles kinda different but let's be specific Yo, yea, yea, word up kid, word up, check it, check it, yo It's the key money, time to get the stacks and maintain an*lyze papers, staying drape wit heavy chains The Clan has built, pouring armaretta's in milk Rap skin kilt flex nothing but fly silk For real, Shaolin, house of whylin', house medallion Peace to cats profiling on the island Walk the view, play the view, cash in my crew If I feel shyest, watch the ice turn blue But for now, milk the cow wit the know how Chef be on the low down, sidewalk chalk wit the White Owls He, yo, n***az who bless ca**ettes Peace my n***az, one love to Funkmaster Flex I'm in the hole n***a knocking in sing-sing Barefoot in draws from jacking yours n***a 'cuz you saw 99 push ups, I'm fiending for the mic I'm starting to bug the f** out, I'm stomping on mice They feed me like an animal, my style is mad wild Now back in population, I refuse to crack a smile Ever since I blew trial, my attitude is f**ed up Anybody say sh** to me is getting stuffed up Petty dope dealers, pimps and big playas Foxx got the black rock down to rhyme sayer I'm born on one's crafty shank ripping skulls Chopping mad n***az to the blade is mad dull One time, one time, one time Styles kinda different but let's be specific