Mistah FAB

Mistah FAB - He's Sick lyrics

rate me

Im so sicc with spits

I’ll strip you quick

Strip ya clip

Nigga get the clip get hit

Strip ya lip

Of all saliva

Molten lava

The name is faba

The flames gotta

Spit whats real

Hit like chris mills

Sicc with no purple pills

Make ya chick twerk for bills

You could be dead I hurt you still

Pull you out of a deep sleep

And let my heat leak

Till you pass out from the heat streak

You geeks stink

Like gym socks

Ten shots

Leave a nigga open like the coochie that lil kim got

Fab been hot

Them not

One flow put out the fire on them blocks

Get ya chin pop

By the twin glock

Nina and ross

Fealony flows

Ya misdemeanor get toss

Each and every rhyme I spit

Blind like the shine I flip

The shine I get

Quick like the dimes I hit

No need to remind I'm sick

[Hook:]

Hes sick

F.A.B so sick [x3]

[Verse II:]

Ask how sick

And imma have to pass out 6

One shot

Make you fatigue niggas pass out quick

Your ass gettin ripped

Like Aikmen throw a pass get hit

Sent the mother ship with this blast I spit

Chew Emcee’s like a Resses

Scrutinize their theses

Strip pride like Adabese

Cause I'm another species

Like Sagoner Weaver

Arnt he another beaver

Sicc but ill go sicker if I hear another corny tweaker

Run train on these horny divas

Get brain from these horny teachers

Challenge me and I’m going to beat ya

Like david did halie

If rap was school im goin straight to the scoloy’

Poppin the colli from oakland back to Mali

A hot tamale

Gettin cock from hotties

Got this rap shit on lock like gotti

Who gone stop me

Man dont bother

[Hook]

[Verse III :]

Sicker than watchin a menage’twat

With a rhino , a lion, and a jaguar

Gettin filmed by Babar

I spit them mad bars

Just like a bikers club

Put the ice in the bud

Start takin ice from thugs

Drenchin skrill From top cats

Makin bills to cop that

Hard hittin

Make Darrel Strawberry drop crack

Skills be deeper than Vanessa Del Rio’s cock crack

Superman flows that drop shaq

Drop flat

Man I got them glock raps

That cock back

Blow your brain off

Nigga now you knock that

Top that

Cause every time I drop raps

I drop cats

Hit with that cock gat

Your name and everything you got

Drop that

My album , nig-latin

Go out and cop that

Where ever you niggas shop at

Where ever your block at

Sicc ass flows

You know a nigga got that

[Hook: fade out]

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