Trinidad James - Serious lyrics

rate me

Hook:

My niggas in this party, they might kill, kill

The bitches in the party look familiar, familiar

Your bitch up in the party, oh I feel ya, feel ya

She bust it like a stripper, man, I’m serious, serious!

Yeah, yeah, no serious, serious, serious

Look!

Yeah, yo

I say neighborhood on my back, pocket full of my cash

Girl stop with your lady, she about to let me splash

You broke man, I just left

I’m facing this, no past

Bring good, no class

I’m blowing money too fast

My pocket straight, I can’t help you spend it

White girl and some real women

We don’t talk chance about get a whip

I’m stunning hoe, when they’re none…

Can’t no nigga do like me

I said that and I meant it, meant it!

Hippie life I live it, my mind all on these…

Said these niggas influence, about my team and my movement

I ride alone when I’m cruising;

They’re trying to see what I’m doing

Uh, you can’t stop a nigga!

Guess one for my city

And if you’re rolling, have some gas, call me smoking with it.

Hook:

Serious, serious

I’m serious, serious

My niggas in this party, they might kill, kill

The bitches in the party look familiar, familiar

Your bitch up in the party, oh I feel ya, feel ya

She bust it like a stripper, man, I’m serious, serious!

(I’m serious)

Too damn God clean, nigga

(Serious, serious)

Sit down, mother fucker limping Jack

With no wings on that mother fucking Jeremy Scott bitch

Made you feel so … nigga!

Ha, ha, man, fuck the police

Man, fuck the police!

Ha, ha, I say, now nigga, I ain’t kidding

My niggas jumping like…

Take the bitch like, hey baby

All.. she straight miss

All dick and no cash

Pussy on my Mustang

Feeling like a French man…

As well as tell a bitch she through

I heard the bitch ain’t your boo

And if is, nigga oops

Young hoe the…

All I know is violence, these hoe nigga is silence

The young hoes be whining

You’re feeling good, they try

That pussy good, am I right?

I hope is too for the fire

The new hoes don’t ride

Got James on her side, bitch!

Hook:

Serious, serious

I’m serious, serious

My niggas in this party, they might kill, kill

The bitches in the party look familiar, familiar

Your bitch up in the party, oh I feel ya, feel ya

She bust it like a stripper, man, I’m serious, serious!

Going South with your lady, she about to let me smash, smash, smash

That pussy good, am I bad?

I hope is too for the vibe

The young hoes be whiling, the new hoes go wild

Can’t no nigga do like me, I sit down and I’m in it

Take a bitch like hey, baby,

All pimping she straight missing.

You can’t, you can’t stop a nigga

This is for my city

And if you’re rolling up some gas, come and smoke it with me!