DiBiAse

I hear you motherfuckers out there talking Behind your motherfucking phone screen Wazzham People love to talk shit in a safe place ya know Yall niggas be on that 69 shit F*ck nigga My pull up game is strong Nigga f*ck up Ya heard me F*ck what you talkin I'm rich is a bitch The shit that you talking is making me sick Yeah motherfuker you know I'm hood rich Drinking on syrup while I'm drilling your bitch The shit on my wrist cost more than your house You treat hoe special We f*ck on the couch Don't save that hoe she don't want to be save Be Superman gone ahead and be brave A bitch will get you killed so I don't give a one f*ck Nigga go behind your fucking back like nunchucks Fucking with me the motherfucker Consequences is motherfuckers pulling up in a black truck Welcome to the Dibiase era you motherfuckers I think its time to let motherfuckers Know who the f*ck I am I'm a motherfucking boss from the streets That don't take no motherfucker shits Or no loses from no motherfucking body No time for you bitches You wasting my time I'm all about cake I'm coming from mine Coming from mine you better believe it Stand in my way you just struck with a Cleaver Struck with a Cleaver now at you bleeding Laying on the stretcher cuz death could have met you F*ck niggas running cuz I'm after they crew Wack ass off now I'm lay with your boo I'm lay with your boo She telling me things I made to get naked that we handle sometimes We handling some things No need to be rushing she working for me so No need for the question Asking me questions shit got ugly I pull out my k A nigga bussing I'm shooting at the ground This nigga got rhythm I'm making them dance My bullets don't get it Well look at here god damnit This motherfucker got rhythm and soul The way he is tap dancing In the middle of this motherfucking street Nigga, I can live your life and my life at the same goddamn time Don't get this shit twisted motherfucker More plaques on my wall then half of you niggas You saying my name I steady getting bigger I steady getting digits I'm smoking on the gas you smoking on midget I sit back and laugh I sit back and laugh You housing that bitch She working for me when she cooking my grits Cooking my grits and flipping my eggs are laid in the bed She sucked on my head That bitch can suck a beach ball through a holes pipe Break neck bitch Bitch can suck the skin of a chicken mcnugget Break neck That motherfucking mouth is something serious Not serious But serious motherfucker I'm Dibiase I come from the streets The city is mine Why you talking to me Oh you talking to me My vision is clear Smacking that ass While I'm hitting that rear Hitting a rear while I put it in park My tongue all in it while she making this fart I can have it my way oh that's real Ass in my face like a full-course meal Full-course meal baby under that skirt Kush in the gar mixed with a little purp I smoke loud girl pass that shit Hop in the mozzy We gas that bitch Chocolate ass off in my face You hanging out the window I'm harassing your clit Sucking on that clit She a nasty bitch Two bitches in the beamer with a Magic Stick I'm Dibiase motherfuckers I'm the motherfucker that January and put it in June I made leap year Jump over the moon I ain't here to brag I ain't here to boast But I can sit on a tombstone and produce baby ghost What that being said I'm not the motherfucker to want to f*ck with I'm Dibiase Welcome to Dibiase era