Method Man - 88 Coupes (Freestyle) lyrics

rate me

Man, I dunno what they're smoking

Our rappers must be on that Lindsay Lohan

I think that snow bunny got 'em open

Yo 'erb smell funny and I funny like we joking

Look, if it ain't about this money, don't approach 'em

If ya do try and play, I got a K that can coach 'em

Pen game, poke 'em like an inmate in 4some

I'm fo' that, it's nothing like a doormat, you're welcome

Huh, shout out to Jadakiss and French

I got two French vanillas French kissing, that's a pimp

If my goon don't stretch 'em wit' the weapon, that's a ten

Little meth in yo possession, that's possession wit' intent, bro

It's a hard knock life, but we find a way

And we still find the time to write a rhyme a day

I'm tryna send my babies to college

Why ya rappers babysitting ur pockets?

I want yo life or yo wallet

Brr, that's the sound of the roscoe

Mexicans is vatos, skinny jeans is flacko

That means I'm tight wit' ya, I'm ready to fight wit' ya

Please, and that don't mean I'm tryna be polite wit' ya

Nah, see, I ain't even try and griped wit' ya

So take yo team if they ain't tryna lose they life wit' ya

Back down while I'm putting this MAC down

But only fo' a limited time, homie, so act now

Bro, keep it 100 and a Backwood

Who else could think on an empty stomach? I'm that good

Far from the slave ship, just far from basic

Started from the basement, now we're ya'll replacements

Rap star Belly, magazine, who sixteen?

Son, ya all ready, head shot, all begging

Man in the myth, take a stand, any stand on the Fifth

I'm tryna hold it down, I hold the Clan

Get a grip, Lord, from this jump I got my hand on the ripcord

And I ain't tryna bite the hand off yo bit Ford

Now ya'll done got the Method Man on sum' rich border

I'm getting paid and I'm full

Ya'll sheep fo' the wolves, we gon' eat till we good

Ya'll don't speak when ya should, ain't no peace in my hood