Chains Seduced Her (ft. Nessly) [prod. Low Ransom]

Cool wind breeze through that's the top back
Sun beat unscrewing off my pop cap
Ya'll suck with the sound that's a Shop-Vac
Now get crunk with the sound like Lil Jon back

(I'm on) that cool laid back I be straight chillin
(You on) that no cool cat where pigs stay squealing
(3 be) a masterminded able villian 
(They be) on half wit shit with lies they spillin

Uno, dos, and tres
Yeah that's me then it's cinco seis
Never hit asphalt Ima stand straight up 
Don't do bathsalts but I'll eat your face 
Don't do stands never plead your case 
Land in rome then I eat your cake
Run that race hope your knees don't break 
Always got that gas man the E gon wait


3 not your average joe
Don't let the kid get up outta control 
Making a path for my family dodging insanity
Where will destiny go
Ya boy got a heavenly flow 
And a hellbent side he never do show
Land in the booth and it better be snow
Hoping it gudda the cheddar be bold 

If I lead the pack I won't come back again 
Keeping all these squares up out my garden not no Madison
We was kids up in the patch just smoking on some cabbages
While the parents chilling out just drinking tryna nag at them

But we said... 

(Back up back up if yo as ain't crunk) 

Get buck in this bitch 
Mud on his shoes we could get stuck in this bitch 
But we tug out this bitch
We don't run out this bitch 
We will stand when they sit   
We don't run out this bitch 
Now get buck in this buck in this


Cool wind breeze through that's the top back
Sun beat unscrewing off my pop cap
Ya'll suck with the sound that's a Shop-Vac
Get crunk with the sound like Lil Jon back

I'm on that cool laid back I be straight chillin
You on that no cool cat where pigs stay squealing
3 be a masterminded able villian 
They be on half wit shit with lies they spillin

Turn down for what 
Let your hands throw up 
What you rep show love
Tell em where your from 
And if they say turn down tell em better

(Back up back up if yo ass ain't crunk)

Ayy, Yo, K

LILJ0N

Dame / Papi Jack - NUDE
© DAME
© PAPI JACK
Released on: 2022-9-14
Producer: DAME
Composer Lyricist: Damien Matthews Jr
Music Publisher: DAME | PAPI JACK | VS

NUDE

Starbwoy Every-God Put Blessing Pon Me

Yo, what it do 
I'm the one who be the shit yeah you know 3 that number 2 
I don't ever really sleep join my never slumber crew 
And that grapevine gossip Imma crush to jungle juice

This is a proper introduction 
Came from forkin' ramen noodles now I chop up what I'm munchin' 
Stay so cool when under pressure it keep the frost up off the Russians 
Want my chips to stack in hand so my pockets off of bluffin' 
Ok, back to it 
Block my path Imma pass right through it 
Any thought cross my mind I do it 
Blessed to spit these rhymes Achooing
Life gonna punch so you best rock through it
I give my all man I can't stop moving 
And if I fall then I hop back to it 
Your boy can't stall man I don't stop doing (OK)

That mean Press through anything 
I spit bitter you sweet like Minute Maid
Craft increase like Em on Renegade 
Wanna stack Kraft got cheese on dinner plates (Ayy) 
Then hit my getaway, pen got scribble game, wake up fresh cup that's my middle name 
3 CP when I find my dribble lane, jump shot with the fade (Ayy)

Nothing but net 
Stunt like T.I run up a check
Joe like G.I gunning for necks
Rap name P-i sum up the rest
Jumble the text 
I rearrange it like some of the best 
Bass hit sounds that'll rumble your chest
3 elevate keep your stumbling steps 

Stumbling steps, stumbling steps

Yo, what it do 
I'm the one who be the shit yeah you know 3 that number 2 
I don't ever really sleep join my never slumber crew 
And that grapevine gossip Imma crush to jungle juice

This is a proper introduction 
Came from forkin' ramen noodles now I chop up what I'm munchin' 
Stay so cool when under pressure it keep the frost up off the Russians 
Want my chips to stack in hand so my pockets off of bluffin' 

Ok back to it
Scratch that back with a new flow
Ass on the gas I ride till the fumes low 
Pass all the grass that sky where the fumes go 
Ass on the map I ride where the shoes roll 
My life what I choose though
Rhymes stay real till I die, no cap all facts
these guys all lie like a news show 
Spaz like panic attacks
World is all bullets and burgundy backs 
Fuck all the guns and emergency laps(x2)  
Words are my weapon I'll verbally blast

Block my path Imma pass right through it 
Any thought cross my mind I do it 
Blessed to spit these rhymes Achooing
Life gonna punch so you best rock through it
I give my all man I can't stop moving 
And if I fall then I hop back to it 
Your boy can't stall man I don't stop doing (OK)
Life gonna punch so you best rock through it
I give my all man I can't stop moving 
And if I fall then I hop back to it 
Your boy can't stall man I don't stop doing (OK)

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