Emilio Rojas

Emilio Rojas - Ziggy lyrics

rate me

I been keeping cash around and ass around, the type of ass I pass around

The fam and we are eating, but y'all people getting famine now

You scavengers are ranting about them ready hoes you smashing

And they got you scared to take a fucking test just like you're Pacquiao

Back and down, my bank account is overflowing

And my green is overgrowing like a lawn and no one mowing

I'm in the zone and going harder than I ever went

Shorty ain't an angel, but her precedents are heaven sent

I don't give her anything

Money that I'm spending got me spending

Every weekend on the jet and landing in a different setting

I entered as a menace to society

Now we spending every second drunk and I'm a menace to sobriety

You find me then you find me with an army that's behind me

And I'm nothing pretty, boy, my clothes are dirty, I am grimy

Them pretty bitches on me, wanna take me, wanna try me

Wanna ride me till the red is in my eye, she get me higher than a

Ziggy, ziggy, ziggy, ziggy

We going higher than a

Ziggy, ziggy, ziggy, ziggy

She get me higher than a

Ziggy, ziggy, ziggy, ziggy

So kick it up and let it go, let it dry

Inhale, let it take you to the top

Nowadays my lady friends are staying, begging me to lay 'em down

‘Cause they want to put the tip inside just like the ATF

It's so amazing when I'm waking up to naked tans

I eat a little bit of each like a buffet of flesh

She be moaning, wake her up and she be moaning

She be going right to work and giving me more head than Tony

Ain't loaning any money, they my friends

I put 'em in position, now they get their own estate

When it come to getting bread I'm self-sufficient

And my clique is well conditioned

We be sitting in the mist of everyone that you be wishing

See the denim, ask ''What is it?'' ‘cause the pockets like to stitching

Doing numbers every minute like a fucking mathematician

Now I'mma get it, I’mma get it, motherfucker, I'mma get it

And I ain't looking back with no regrets because I did it

I'm showing y'all the difference between of living and a living

Never slowing down a little bit, we going higher than a

Ziggy, ziggy, ziggy, ziggy

We going higher than a

Ziggy, ziggy, ziggy, ziggy

She get me higher than a

Ziggy, ziggy, ziggy, ziggy

So kick it up and let it go, let it dry

Inhale, let it take you to the top

Ziggy, ziggy, ziggy, ziggy

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