Testo Together - Skillz
Testo della canzone Together (Skillz), tratta dall'album Got Skillz?
I spit sick, so rap niggas get your shit together
Or require some shit to stitch your lips together
My click stick together, mic rip together
Move no bricks so I make hits to flip my cheddar
No chicks for you and your man, y'all trick together
Y'all fools flow, y'all cats gon' brick together
If I do a song with a whole group, they gettin' lit together
Pop your snot box son, move and stick, you better
Nextel cellphones, TV, chips together
In the telly with two chicks that like to lick together
He talkin' slick, he'll skip when I get the Beretta
Hope you wearin' red 'cause tonight, you might leave redder
I'm about to send a fix that'll split your sweater
Find out that trick tryin' to pull a vick, you dead her
Your chick lookin' at my dick, pushin' her tits together
Got you and the head of your label watchin' slit y'all wrists together
Y'all wanna battle? Y'all cats'll get ripped together
In the draft, me and my better half get picked together
Your girl will get got, I ain't got to sweat her
'Cause see I hop out a coupe duke, while you hop out a Jetta
She wanted to see it, so guess what nigga, I let her
Now sister wanna stretch me too and I just met her
Hit 'em both, now them hoes throwin' fits together
Turn them hoes to foes, they won't even sit together
Me and you on the same record and we spit together?
And I'll make you look bad? You sound sick son, never
Timbaland, that's my man, we make hits together
You and your producer, y'all cats miss together
Aim low, extra clips just to leave you wetter
Have the doctors mendin' your motherfuckin' hips together
That's your clique? Y'all cats think you look slick together?
Y'all look gay, you probably piss and shit together
Pop your brother, you and your mother reminice together
Deacon preachin' how the family used to fish together
He might come back if y'all just wish together
He won't, go upstairs and take a puff of this leather
Haters tryin' to swiss cheese me, I'm like, whatever
That's like skydivin' son, tryin' to grip a feather
Me and my flow, we about to get rich together
You and yours need to change your effort and pitch together
Y'all the type of rag cats that snitch together
F around, get thrown down in a ditch together
Oh, now y'all cats wanna pop shit together?
My click in here, you can get drop kicked together
Slip mickeys, have rappers gettin' sick together
Break fools like a couple of toothpicks together
Mad Skillz and VA, we on your list together
Y'all sick, I'ma be sick with this shit forever, what
Credits
Writer(s): Lyrica Nasha Anderson, James David Washington, Garland Mosley, Timothy Z. Mosley, Demitria Lovato, Tiyon C. Mack
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