Puffin' Lye - CHEESE lyrics

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Puffin' Lye - CHEESE lyrics

[Intro] Yea Yea, Yea Yea, Yea Stay Young Let it run, Jackson [Verse 1: Tokes] n***as be talking that sh**, huh (Shhh) I eat that up like a piranha (Ahh) Hot like a sleep in a sauna, fly like I could be a pilot Cheese cheddar mozzarella provolone Whipping that green paint Corrola Dolo Tokes he be riding alone (Skrrt) Roll that vanilla, put it in a cone Smoke to the face til im all in my zone Gripping the wheel, I pick up my phone Call up a new b**h, I'm on my way home (Hello?) She met me at home I'm smelling like strong Ain't spray no cologne She drop to her knees and get straight to the dome Still on her knees and she begging to bone; No I'm an a**hole girl don't try me Potent flow, no IV Strong Kush, no dry weed Hit this sh** thrice or til my eyes bleed Its no Blood sh**, Its no Crip sh** Its no gang sh**, Its no set banging Just some real n***as and some bad hoes No lynching, straight hanging Phone plank on that tabletop Gotta focus on this come up, come up n***a come up, come up Run up you get done up, n***a Hustle hard from sundown til sun up, n***a I'm the next to run this pride sh** Watch me hold my son up (son up) Spittin' that Waka la Flame No I can not be contained Like i'm a lion that came out its cage f** is a leash, man I can not be tamed My b**h a stack, you keep change Hangin' with preemes, you be with lames Roll up the dope, no I don't need a Bic Cuz I stay with the wick like the ring on King James, n***a [Hook: WestFiveSeven] Mo money, mo money, CHEESE Mo money, mo money, CHEESE Mo money, mo money, CHEESE Mo money, mo money, CHEESE [Verse 2: Puffin' Lye] Lye ho They question my name (name) Tell me why do they be callin' you Puffin Til I roll up something that ease up they pain (pain) It was close to insane, hey (whoa) Lye, ho, It's the end of the name Speak on it if there's some money to gain Please do not ever use my sh** in vain Imma God ho, never one in the same More than a man but I still feel the pain More then rap music but still in the game Where the music you make is the least of your reign Show out in public cause that entertains Blow through the money that comes with the fame And you loose all your fans if you dare try and change (Not me) But that's the white man's aim Modern day slaves with invisible chains Gettin blinded by ours ears boy sh** had gotta change (Change) Until I see the day Prolly on her line tryna f** your dame Prolly online copped 8 gold chains Prolly online tryna push my name On these social networks that be k**in' my brain Swear to God man hate all of yall Back and forth over the net like volleyball Do the whole rap game like the Holocaust With two sawed-offs and a f**ing Mazel tov You hardly boss, partly soft, I'm going off Fascinated with the light like a moth (Uh-huh) You can't tell me sh** ho im too smooth New Bapes if I ever cop some new shoes Feelin' like the Emperor with his new groove Rap game Goku [Bridge: Doug Right) See we coming up and that's so true Mozzarella for my whole crew, uh Cuz it's all about the cheese, hey Said it's all about the cheese [Verse 3: Tokes] If a girl drops it lower than my high school average Hey, she a bad b**h And I'm about bout that, huh Got cheese, no mouse trap (Nope) I don't gotta rock Margielas just to make yall jelous Girls still tryna shake they f**in tail feathers This the new era Roll heavy like wheels on a new panamera Got this on lockdown Girls in my house and you locked out Road to riches, my top down Came too far can't stop now, nope See I puff lye with Puffin' Lye, no 9 to 5 Still gettin brain while I'm on the job Y'all team comes, yall get mobbed, Oh Tryna make some mother f**in paper, boy On my own route, f** a paperboy Pi Kapp with me getting faded like a taper, boy Stay Young til the d**h, it's finger f** a hater, boy [Hook x2]

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