Lil Duke - Pots n pans lyrics

I need the spot with the pots and the pans (Pots and the pans) I got a stick that’ll make that boy dance (Make that boy dance) sh*t done got crazy, we runnin’ from fans (Runnin’ from fans) I’m not a small fry, they do what they can (Do what they can) Brand new machine like I’m callin’ on land (Callin’ on land) I stood on the block and stayed down like a man (Down like a man) fu*ked on her once, I’m not callin’ again She tried to play me, I fu*ked on her friend (Woo) [Post-Chorus: Lil Duke] Trappin’ on the block in the late night (Trap, trap) I’m in the field like a great white (Great white) Brewed up a potion, these ni**as gon’ bite (Gon’ bite, rrr) I’m really poppin’, they think that I write (Think that I write) b*tch, I’m the bomb, I ain’t bangin’ nice (Boom) Whole gang is lit, they go boom when I light it (Boom) She threw the trial like I ain’t got indicted My life a movie, they couldn’t even type it (Couldn’t even type it) [Verse 1: Lil Duke] Bad b*tch overseas Skypin’ (Skypin’) Trippin’, I went put a scope on the rifle Ain’t shootin’ up deers, I’m shootin’ at the rivals Hide your whole army, KP, he the sniper Put that lil’ baby in diapers (Diapers) fu*ked her one time and I left ’cause I ain’t like her We got them choppers on deck like them bikers (Bikers) Free all my ni**as that’s locked up in Rikers Pockets on Biggie, no Christopher Wallace Came up with real ones around me, they solid Roll through a roadblock, I’m ridin’ with Dolly I need my own, seen a whole lotta bodies She used to strip, she was dancin’ at Follies She was projectin’, that b*tch off Perc’, Molly I love her ’cause she done fu*ked everybody I’m with Slatt Gotti, they like, then we bought it My youngin pull up and he takin’ the charge Truth in my rappin’, this ain’t no facade ni**as get clapped in this b*tch, we applaud Run up a bag and I get outta Dodge Pop me a Perc’, I done took off to Mars Aventador and the doors ajar Roll up her pussy, she sellin’ her parts Can’t come to my hood ’cause they pullin’ your cards [Chorus: Lil Duke] I need the spot with the pots and the pans (Pots and the pans) I got a stick that’ll make that boy dance (Make that boy dance) sh*t done got crazy, we runnin’ from fans (Runnin’ from fans) I’m not a small fry, they do what they can (Do what they can) Brand new machine like I’m callin’ on land (Callin’ on land) I stood on the block and stayed down like a man (Down like a man) fu*ked on her once, I’m not callin’ again (Brrt) She tried to play me, I fu*ked on her friend (Woo) [Post-Chorus: Lil Duke] Trappin’ on the block in the late night (Trap, trap) I’m in the field like a great white (Great white) Brewed up a potion, these ni**as gon’ bite (Gon’ bite, rrr) I’m really poppin’, they think that I write (Think that I write) b*tch, I’m the bomb, I ain’t bangin’ nice (Boom) Whole gang is lit, they go boom when I light it (Boom) She threw the trial like I ain’t got indicted My life a movie, they couldn’t even type it (Couldn’t even type it) [Verse 2: NAV] I’m really ’bout it, this ain’t no facade Pokémon rappers, we pullin’ they card Duke send the track and I tell him it’s hard Throw him an alley-oop, slatty, no charge Test me if you want, I walk what I talk Got a street sweeper to clean up the block If we can’t find you, your cousin get smoked F&N bullets fly, get on the floor Shop by myself and I never get robbed If she a baddie, I’m goin’ in raw fu*kin’ these b*tches is part of my job Shawty on molly, so pardon the jaw Multiple platinums turned me to the man Like magic, make dope disappear, yes, I can Go where I want and they go where they can Back to the trap with the pots and the pans Poppin’ on pillys, got vibes for the vibes Stay with the mob like a suit and a tie sh*t unbelievable, think that I’m lyin’ Hit with a two-piece, I think that he dyin’ Stackin’ up millions, I gotta go up Don’t try to dap me, I’m not showin’ love All of my chains out, ain’t none of ’em tucked sh*t could get slimy, it’s up, then it’s stuck [Chorus: Lil Duke] I need the spot with the pots and the pans (Pots and the pans) I got a stick that’ll make that boy dance (Make that boy dance) sh*t done got crazy, we runnin’ from fans (Runnin’ from fans) I’m not a small fry, they do what they can (Do what they can) Brand new machine like I’m callin’ on land (Callin’ on land) I stood on the block and stayed down like a man (Down like a man) fu*ked on her once, I’m not callin’ again She tried to play me, I fu*ked on her friend [Post-Chorus: Lil Duke] Trappin’ on the block in the late night (Trap, trap) I’m in the field like a great white (Great white) Brewed up a potion, these ni**as gon’ bite I’m really poppin’, They think that I write (Think that I write) b*tch, I’m the bomb, I ain’t bangin’ nice (Boom) Whole gang is lit, they go boom when I light it (Boom) She threw the trial like I ain’t got indicted My life a movie, they couldn’t even type ittt