Troy Ave - Cuffin Season (Remix) lyrics

rate me

My dough keep flippin’ when I’m livin’ up

She knows is no kissing take and getting fucked

Y’all keep sleeping when we’re gripping up,

We ain’t yell and .. we just get a month,

BSB reckons we the new shit,

Is true yeah in case you wonder real who this

Real nigga from the streets, we are not the same

Give some p**sy one some paper, with my phone ring,

Hoes keep going, I ain’t biggin up

Labels keep callin’ I need bigger box,

Get a mill, hit me on the woggie

Took the day on my mills, on the f*ck in the chokie,

White empire state, knowing dice,

Married to the game no ring, just ice,

Call young nigga, mack full of freason,

Verse to the flood no respect for the Peter

Girls on their foze no respect in the Peter

Show stop baby girl gotta call daddy cheater,

I took the plenty off for the city

You ain’t hurt a nigga buzzin, this big since 50,

Get rich and die tryin, use eye when I’m P ..

Niggas know I will son, I don’t play with sea hoes,

Burry six a burry, would you plan for my S hoes,

Get the action quarter back, oh for thousand gram something,

I’ll pay work nigga, all my homies eat and need a fucking trade nigga

I came for the money you keep the fame

Industry niggas funny I’m in the streets with King,

Why we in all star weakin’ a bitch with no pennies?

why you gonna label that when you ain’t nothing no Grammy?

two words, one meaning, big ridin’

I don’t like them niggas and I don’t like nobody like em

.. roads go, get photos again,

Understanding my section, get the hoes get in,

I was sad looking like the well fet line,

‘cause word or mouth say, I barely live my grinds,

They came and feel the energy is some that’s true

And the bitch tryin to f*ckin’ make me their boo,

Who? Who? Cry me a river, tears and joy,

I brought New York city back dope boy joy,

Mother*ckers, and you get .. me later,

But if you don’t think me to .. we know you a hater,

Sucker, I’m the reason, I’m the reason why the city is even respected again

Why even talk about? F*ck out of here, man

You see these chuck ass niggas?

Real deal homie feel right here

I look and sound like New York,

Right now is real how to find

We ain’t surfing no wave, we are the wave, believe me

BSB records,

I come through how I do

With the classic fears, say no if it’s real

What the f*ck going on man?

you thuggin nigga chuck man,

What’s going on? Impostors,

Niggas is raster pastor

I sound like he subway

I sound like the brand new bands and murcking all

On this streets here ain’t the pot hoe,

I sound like going to the corners store and 4 the morning for a f*cking dutch

I don’t sound like a bunch and turn up,

It’s true get the f*ck got here and bullshit man

Troyan,

Counting money, let me turn the mike and see you can hear it,

This is money, yeah, I’m getting that nigga,

I get it all for gram,

Niggas ain’t never took chance out of town,

.. tell these niggas, this rap shit is easy nigga,

Nigga you ain’t never had a butterfly in your stomach

When the flash and light pulling up, why you and the half one fifty

When you wait and see T, with a bird and a half allegedly

You don’t know what nigga, you ain’t no chrome man

We last .. motherf*cking selling one hundred fifty grams each

In the line of the .. same name you stomach

Like how you told the hammer, we had, we had the deal

We hold this bar, you hold that park,

Because now ahead we thinking, we heard that some with that

If you got lesson to brick, then you’ll get less time,

So we both got seven fifty and we get caught,

Then we get less time,

These niggas ain’t the deal homie feel man,

Show your ass nigga,

I don’t know about the shit,

I represent with New Yorkers aabout

I represent the streets, I represent being fly,

I represent getting money, I’m charismatic like a mother*cker

The bitches love me, and my name Sally go