Ro Ransom - Wolf In Sheep's Clothing (Hidden Freestyle 1) lyrics

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Ro Ransom - Wolf In Sheep's Clothing (Hidden Freestyle 1) lyrics

[Intro: Ro Ransom] n***as hated on me, cause I wouldn’t be like one of them I been counting money, f**ing b**hes, I don’t need new friends Life is overwhelming, heavy is the head that wears the crown I’d love to be the one to disappoint you when I don’t fall down [Verse 1: Ro Ransom] I ain't a fiend no more My shoes like two and my jeans like 4 Been in the game since a teen like Lorde I’m some sh** that you’ve never ever seen before b**h I’m bout to put it down like feet on the floor Whip like the oven b**h its heat in the drawer I’m late like a n***a had to creep in the door I can’t hit if it the b**h not a freak to the core I told her sayonara, bye ho, gone, I’m leaving Old girls want me back like LeBron in Cleveland Odd for you to call me out, cause we’re far from even Gone head quiet down ho, God is speaking Got the text from Gabrielle so its on this weekend Party sh**, rebels getting into naughty sh** Tim my favorite so you know I’m going hard as sh** I got b**hes pa**ing out in the audience We scanned your card gangsta rapper it was fraudulent We’ll spray the cans if you n***as go starting sh** Spray the cans…starting sh** I gotta gargle Listerine when I talk my sh** And these n***as soft as manure b**h I’m in the game like Gon and k**ua But I’m more like Hisoka, ho step your clothes up I'm downtown where they’ll trade choca for the coka They don’t make em like me Testarossas Scary n***as got all types of phobias Labels owe us for all the years that you hoed us So we can talk but money talks so talk more bucks I cooled off and the phone calls slowed up Now a n***a shining, warn the epileptics MGz dog tags thats a precious necklace Need a girl who talk dirty like Alexis Texas [Hook: Ro Ransom] You'd think we all do it the same (She said) there's nobody like you Godly, at the party with three gold chains Three gold chains [Verse 2: Ro Ransom] How much model p**y can I eat? I’ve had a whole dinners worth *whew* I’m beat Your girl stopped me to take a flick in the street If you feel some type of way n***a, mission complete ....Isn’t it neat So many bars I imprison the beat All black top to bottom in the sizzling heat If you looking for the Swag Baby visit the suite Smell me, little money repels me Same n***a got his song stole by R Kelly Same n***a named after Karen Filippelli Turkey bacon egg and cheese on a bagel from the deli Thats New York sh**, I’m hard like porcelain b**h I’m fly, Daniel Bryan off the forklift b**h I’m winning this that shake it pop the cork sh** And my flow still sharp like a swordfish Took a while to drop the tape couldn’t force it I’m wrapped around your girls body like a corset Dear summer I’m the hottest watch me torch sh** I'll hit it from the back like a horse kick Welcome to my world baby get your cord clipped She had magic box, thats a sorceress I’m the future wake up and smell the orchids Young Coyote f** the hare and the tortoise Put em in my path I'll melt them Jewish girls got a** on the low you’re welcome Thats secret info, I need a nympho Cause f** you and and anybody that you send for Play Superman, get your cape peeled back Leave you bent out of shape n***a straight like that We the last of the real, I know Chase feel that Just deposited a check I know Chase feel that You ain't in my league or division Dissing me is in vain like a needle incision S-Rank got these boys in the fetal position Cause we playing like stars thats a Beatles rendition You prolly heard me in the Sword Art commercial, boy I know it hurts you If she don’t f** me I'll probably take it personal I put my thing down flip it and reverse you Thats a Missy reference, that was pretty effortless Wonderland choice I’m my city’s preference Mere mortals marvel at my witty excellence They like I need to smoke some of that sh** he messing with Try to bring that beef to life watch how quick we dead the sh** Loading a plasma gun I’m bad like Joe Jackson's baddest son She got the penthouse on Madison Her head slumped me like its anesthetic gas in my lungs [Outro: Ro Ransom] You make believe that nothing is wrong until you're crying You make believe life is so long until you're dying You make believe that nothing is wrong until you're crying, crying on me You make believe that life is so long until you're dying, dying on me

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