CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : All you can eat

(Fools Nasty)
I ain't really come in here to start sh*t
But the flow retarded I been ballin’ in the garden
Shooting from the flowers and the dirt where they try to bury boys
But I buried bonds
Bet he very poised
In the belly of the beast, yeah its eat or be eaten
Saw me in the street said its beef but he vegan
I'm just tryna feast with my fools every weekend never weaken
If I'm on it then its prolly not a feature

All you can eat, f**k with me, pay a fee
‘bout the cream, imma feen, i ain’t sleep in a week
If it’s cash then I need it
Bag got me geekin’
Work all week get bad on a weekend

Look, don’t be draggin’ your balls, get on your krillin’ sh*t
Move militant or move like a hypocrite
Exude diligence or end up a delinquent
You said you want flowers so you throw a whole banquet
Drivin’ and surviving in the jungle, tomb raider
These cops bad boy, you shine they’ll mace ya
But I’m the sifu, delivering sutra
Belittle a boota, emcees’ll nuke ya
All you can eat, f**k with me, pay a fee
‘bout the cream, imma feen, I ain’t sleep in a week
If it’s cash then I need it
Bag got me geekin’
Work all week get bad on a weekend

Walkin’ through the hood mean-mugging at the jakes
Dealin’ with my woes with a 40 like Drake
Can’t roll the fronto ‘cause I got the shakes
Smoke a sh*tty backwood, never fixing my mistakes
Almost had the deal, get the greens from the feens
Ops came close had to flee from the scene
I booked it real quick, didn’t want no magazines
Sweat drippin’ from my head, not a second I could breathe

How you on a high horse?
The polo off
The photo opps is posing
Watch the phone
I pop no soda
Drop the solo album
So devout to oath
I vow to blow them out
Dope, they got they noses out
Oh, who brought the roses out?
Washed up in the streams n***as washed up in the ocean now
They coastin’ round in hopes to drown the goat
(goat goat)
Skeletal remains, dissect him
Perfected words are my weapon
You threaten, I leave you breathless like half your women buck nekkid
I’m stressin' this culture
Blessed to indulge and it’s effortless
You better seek Folgers
‘Cause you asleep facing a soldier
My lead in the holster
I’m ready and focused to approach you
Detecting you vultures lacking skill but get the most promotion
My head is an ocean, so much flows in it
Screw the commotion
I’m ready and focused, you choke as soon as police approachin'