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Skip - Cannon lyrics

Howdy do motherf**as, it's Weezy Baby n***as b**hin' and I gotta tote the (Cannon) Listen close, I got duct tape and rope I leave you missing like the f**ing O'bannons One hand on my money, one hand on my buddy That's the AK-47, make his neighborhood love me Bullets like birds, you can hear them b**hes humming Don't make that bird sh**, he got a weak stomach n***as know I'm sick, I don't spit, I vomit, got it? One egg short of the omelet Simon says: "shoot a n***a in his thigh and leg" And tell him "catch up" like mayonnaise I'm the sickest n***a doing it, bet that baby These other n***as dope, I'm wet crack baby Yes, get back, get back boy, this a setback Clumsy a** n***as slip and fall in to a d**h trap Them boys p**y, born without a backbone And if you strapped we can trade like the Dow Jones Wet em up, I hope he got his towel on I aim at the moon and get my howl on Some n***as cry wolf, I'm on that dry kush And when it come to that paper I stack books You heard what I said I can put you on your feet or put some money on ya head Life ain't cheap, you better off dead if you can't pay the fee Shout out my n***a Fee See every motherf**a at the door don't get a key You're outside looking in, so tell me what you see It's about money, it's bigger than me I tell my homies: "don't k** him, bring the n***a to me" Yeah, don't miss, you f**ing with the hitman Kidnap a n***a, make him feel like a kid again

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