[Intro]
Uhh
ZO, Hip-naughtic Sean
Hyahyahyahya...
Prrraaaah
[Verse 1:Hip-naughtic Sean]
On the mic I'm too ill, weed is the diagnosis
I spit that sh** that's real, and even haters know this
I used to say I will, but through the mic I made it
I used to be so little, but now I'm greater
Got a C4 to your door, man sh** is about to blow
There's none of you nomore, now I am good to go
My n***as always trill, yeah! We never fake
Hustle all the time, we finna get the cake
Man, weed and alcohol seem to satisfy us all
Shoe game on point, we always gotta ball
Ah! My n***a I k**ed this beat
Ah! And I'm 'bout to barry it
I've been a zest fin, since I was in tenth grade man
Get the cake,then I'll tell 'em that's the winners pay
To win today win todaywould just seem like a lavish dream
Know what what they mean, everything ain't what it seem
[Hook]
Let me show you the way
How the streets raised me
And the G's taught me
And my momma told me
That boy! Yo need to go to school
Boy! And never bend the rules
[Verse 2: Hip-naughtic Sean]
I come to your hood with my n***a Popo
Kick on your door, waving my 4/4
I'm calling shots, bluh bluh like thee paparazzi
Its Red,Black and White like a f**ing Nazi
A lyrical magician, yea I got Trix
You can call me tricky, and colour ne bad
But please don't be mad, I'm rap
f**ing awesome,yoou want zest huh?
Come and get some
We have having a celebration, love to stay high
I got supremes all on my feet, my n***a I'm fly
We be rollin' up, and we smoking and we we choking on that weed
We be poring up, and we mixing and we sipping on that lean
Your girl is soo drunk,she all over my body
She says Sean please! Lemme give you body
Sean I'm down, lemme give you head
I'm like okay let's do it
Girl, come s** my hmmm...
Let's have a quicky
Hyahyahyahya...
Lemme show you the way,way,way