Niko Is - FIFI lyrics

rate me

Knights of the round table man

This is, I think this is meant to be

Ah, I'm vibing though

Think about a lot of stuff right? Kush thoughts

Have you ever made love to a stranger before?

Danger, danger, will I remain being ignored?

Does the mainstream go to war? Play the game, change the score

I'm with Elaine and I'm a Newman, now, where's Kramer and George?

I got a Russian lawyer called Boris

Get me off the hook like a chorus

And his brother's name is Igor,

He’s a body guard he enforces

Take care of the warrants, duct tape the informants

Leave them hog-tied by the door hinge

And then stack them up with the corpses

Of course I'm being morbid, I just want to live in Florence

And eat swordfish

Mix some champagne with my orange

Put my life in this CD, what I say, I mean like Edi

Getting blazed and eating kiwi's

With bad bitch that got big titties

Ghetto chick, I call her Dede, black hippy like TDE

Got a poodle she call FIFI, I go cuckoo when she go peepee

On my penny loafers? Bitch, you better page your friend

You're little bitch ass dog gon be the reason we don't date again

Word is bond, I don't get down like that, down like that

Not pulling a fast one on me

I don't get down like that

White wine with some Penne a La Vodka

The other option is cocaine and lobster

But instead of being like a mobster, I'm feeling like a rasta

Burning out of my chalice, in my meditation palace

Fuzzy hair, scruffy beard, 50 dollar underwear

Marijuana gummi bears

Love and hate, I suffocate, screaming out, what is air?

My mind and my body are on a double date

Copious amounts of mary jane

If I do not smoke weed then life will just seem very plain

I doubt you want to bet with the wildest

This is communion, put your bread where your mouth it

My cess from the west is the loudest

So now I get obsessed with success and I'm ‘bout this

Making a dollar there, holla at your koala bear

Living life without a care, scorpion, get over here

Word is bond, I don't get down like that, down like that

O.G. shit, O.G.

I swear to God, I bet your bitch know me

Call my dealer man, OZ

I swear to God, it all seems so free

Bitch, I'm Loki, low key

Said, I’m low key

Thanks to lyricmaster for correcting these lyrics