Lud Foe - Right Back At It lyrics

I was chillin' for a while, but I'm right back at it Someone knockin' at my door, then it might be a addict p**y n***as still hatin', so I'm guessin' that's a habit Had a dream about money and my blessings was to have it Used to go to school with my daddy semiautomatic You's a f**in' fool, you mistaken, you think I don't got it Sellin' dog food! b**h, my traphouse look just like a mansion Usin' pro tools, hit the studio and get to spazzin'! She's a silly b**h, she hit the weed and then she started laughin' Had a uzi and I used to stash it, right under the mattress Why you actin' like you is a savage? boy, yo a** a actress! Pull up on you, you gon' see this flash, but this ain't no camera She seen my stash, but she bett not touch it, like she MC Hammer Do the dash, police on my a**, chase this panoramic Garbage bags filled with all this cash, you'd think I was Santa b**h I'm from Chiraq, but I got a thick b**h in Atlanta Nail ya to the cross! I'ma penetrate ya with my hammer b**h, my leather soft! went to sleep and woke up in a phantom I send b**hes off, when they call me, they don't get no answer Take ya panties off! b**h, I heard ya was a freaky dancer! I was chillin' for a while, but I'm right back at it Someone knockin' at my door, then it might be a addict p**y n***as still hatin', so I'm guessin' that's a habit Had a dream about money and my blessings was to have it Used to go to school with my daddy semiautomatic Yous a f**in' fool, you mistaken, you think I don't got it Sellin' dog food! b**h, my traphouse look just like a mansion Usin' pro tools, hit the studio and get to spazzin'! Want smoke? chopper hit ya, now ya dyin' off some cancer I sh**ted on em', I'm not potty trained, I need a pamper! I broke the rules, way too cool for school, I didn't go to cla**! She see my shoes, bett that b**h gon' drool, with her slobbin' a**! He dissin' me and still ain't get no views, with his garbage a**! When we shoot, these bullets go thru yo retarded a**! Who is dude? go get him some food, with his starvin a**! You say you will, but you never do, with yo flodgin' a**! I might kick a door! I might charge a kilo for a show! This a Gucci loaf! b**h, this ain't no [?] You say that's ya hoe, n***a, I just made her f** my bro Boy, yo b**h a pro! n***a, I just thought I'd let ya know! I was chillin' for a while, but I'm right back at it Someone knockin' at my door, then it might be a addict p**y n***as still hatin', so I'm guessin' that's a habit Had a dream about money and my blessings was to have it Used to go to school with my daddy semiautomatic Yous a f**in' fool, you mistaken, you think I don't got it Sellin' dog food! b**h, my traphouse look just like a mansion Usin' pro tools, hit the studio and get to spazzin'