Chuck L.i - Toomb lyrics

rate me

Fuck y’all, fuck this, fuck them fuck that

Fuck white, fuck black, fuck fame, fuck rap

Fuck politicians, yeah, fuck obama

Fuck romney and fuck straps

Pussy’s better, get the fuck around me

I’m fucked up, get the fuck back

Shawty twerking my love trap she ...and I love that

2 hits and my buzz back, guess god tryina bring thugs back

My ghetto ass bout to be on turn

No spot it’s just mud baths

Off on wonder why I ain’t feel shit

When they plat plat in my cous ass

Wasn’t really that hurt, maybe I felt worse

Yeah before I lost my grandfather

That shit would drive me berserk

Ysl on my shirt, shawty give me that work

But really wasn’t that worth

If a nigga still fin to hurt

I make the most about the move

Step up in the room

Say I’m dying for the shit

I guess the studio my tune, ah

I’m rolling, all my niggas rolling, ah

I’m rolling, all my niggas rolling, ah

I guess it’s coming down to swag right now

In that case I need some hope, inspire me with that thought

Don’t inspire me with no quote from your tumbeler swing my dough

You like scriptures on some leather

I’m poor but I picture better

Designer don’t make the word let’s go

A thicker sweater it’s mean

A couple weapons for safety

Cause all these shawties got demons

I’m possesed to get even

And I’ve been working too long

Not to get mentioned

I had a heluva season

2 years to make an album, I got a heluva reason

Nigga I flew the cope, made a couple of moves

Here to landing and got the dough,

Went back recording some tune

And niggas won’t get their here

I swear to god it’s the truth

I did it before y’all, I ain’t signed so there’s no proof

But fuck it it’s in my mail,

You cool you heard it too

Until then, the shit just gonn have come up in my tune

I make the most about the move

Step up in the room

Say I’m dying for the shit

I guess the studio my tune, ah

I’m rolling, all my niggas rolling, ah

I’m rolling, all my niggas rolling, ah.