Ghostwriter - Skybox (The A-List) lyrics

[Verse: Gho$twriter] Welcome to the Skybox I'm bout to surf this b**h wit no script like firefox Got ya girl flippin like a f**in switch in a wire box Can you blame a ho for this fire co*k? Why not? I guess you can't And I love how the thots just caress the taint In the cut, untamed, I ingest the dank Feelin on ya breast when I'm on the best of strains As for now, it's still cloudy days Shout out to my boy Zilla, gettin rowdy, with all the plays Sometimes I just fall and sway In the hallway of rap I have lost the way All these young cats on the come up Make me feel like an old bum hangin on a dump truck So I gotta stay sharp, cuz the dumb f**s Only like the beat and they ain't gonna bump us How do I reach the kids Take a boy off the leash, make decisions his And if anybody give him sh** He got permission to spit til a body stiff Come to me for the co-sign If you wanna murk a muthaf**a and it's go time But I ain't signing for your rap sk**s You can straight body muthaf**as if you wack still For real Sit back, relax, and s** on deez nuts I'm on these cups Po'd up with codeine suds If you wanna get high, just smoke these buds All these d** got me callin' all my plugs Welcome the A-List Get on ya knees like you bout to pray b**h I'm bout to spray this dick all over them great Grade-A tits And get lit while you listen to this greatness So hold up ho, it's dat boi Oh sh** whaddup, makin all that noise Pull a drive by while you shoppin for toys Unicycle with a rifle and I'm here to destroy That's how it goes down Turn your a** into cut gra** when you're mowed down Body parts leave a funk like Motown k** myself at the end, f** Judge Joe Brown Suicidal fantasies Can't you see I'm just tryin to be the man to be Gotta meet Gacy in the Van at 3 It gets a lil crazy when we plan a spree Pull the ice cream truck up, dump a body Put a shell in the chamber b**h, pump a shotty If you got a fine a** ho, hump a hotty And f** all you rappers, this is not a hobby