Sheek Louch - Dinner Guest lyrics

rate me

[Hook]

Guess whos coming to dinner.. mighty D–block

Guess whos coming to dinner.. mighty mighty D–Block

D-Block- oh-oh-oh-oh D- block

[Sheek Louch]

(louder, louder, yeh, Don Don)

Okay I lyrically ejaculate

I come on tracks go ‘head and hate

go inside, run and hide

coz this gon boost the murder rate

Flying with the long behind me

Nickel plate, extra shiny

Got this woman on my tip like they name is Tiny

Every hood, light is up, dark liquor, plastic cup

Sour diesel, hoodie on, gun out like what the f-ck

Porsche turbo, yankee blue, Derek Jeter of his crew

Rosé, feet up, deuce deuce in my shoe

Ten years on radio, ten years on mixtapes

Did deals with everybody, even survived the Puff rape

now I’m all bossed up, watch all glossed up

D block, we hard in the streets, put your signs up

[Hook]

[Jadakiss]

(aha, the one and only, the mighty might)

Money aint shit to me, respect means more to me

We define loyalty

This is rap royalty

Let the fo five off, live for, die for

Hustle is my first love, and the streets my side hoe

Haze then im back to sour

Okay im back in power

Business man nine to five, hooligan after hours

Aint nobody to compare to what we contribute

The bars is like the possession, with intent to strip you

my hand, wrist, ears and neck laid

nothing but straight fire for a decade

im in the polo rounds, polo down,

feelin like when Tony put Manolo down

ya all know who control the town

[Hook]

[Bully]

This is for my Looters and shooters

with them deserts, and rugars and lugers

who was newest to beat, talk to us, huh?

I got ‘em don don, fully black armani yan(?)

mi not play wit dem facey boys, shut it down

keep my barrel spinnin, thats why ratty warm

have you marked for death, you’re whole family gone

got em pounds of that green we call it the Hawks

D- Block, one time, we call it new york

Get money, hit honeys on the regular

Bully stay in peoples ear like a cellular

Now the World and your girl they all know my name

Got em Trey Songing, Bullys insane

[Styles P]

Never been to Yonkers before neither entrepreneur

And im a monster for sure

Like Godzilla

Shoot is on your death, cut ya deck like a card dealer

Puffin on the lies, spent a buck at the car dealer

They tryna say d block is negative

Any rapper breathing is breathing cause we let em live

i can tell you why these soft suckas mad at me

they can see i got every kind of flags with me

honor flags,? flags, game flags

its a d block, everywhere we bangs at

money long, run long, bullets long

word to your hood, if you got a hood, put it on

[Hook]

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Thanks to greta

Thanks to adrina for correcting these lyrics