Jahlil Beats - Roof Deck lyrics

[Verse 1 - Zin-Zeta] I beat that p**y up. Made it hurt and glisten Now I'm driving mami crazy like her purse is missin' Zin gets on a track, you know it's worth a listen I make n***a music; sh*t goes well with Church's Chicken I catch fire when the mic gets hot Time is money so I gotta write a lot Only thing I can't afford is writer's block Coz I'm all about my paper like I'm Michael Scott Them last, few bars were deeper than you thought F*ck it though, I just found an Iraqi who*e Looking super-bad I'm ‘bout to tap it raw Zeta ‘bout to k** that a** like we're back at war But, if she's burnin' up, that a** is k**in' Zeta... And, in more ways than one, I'ma be in the paper And, that'll serve me right for dealing with them strangers But I know a good life costs d**h. Bill me later Listen: The fam here... the drink here... The girl's here... and Zin's here Sex bash... roof deck... end up with somebody nice Get a**... loose neck... welcome to the party life [Verse 2 - Zin-Zeta] Just look at all of them hoes, asking me for a taste Strippers, working them poles, got their a**es all in my face While I'm grabbing one by the waist, scraping all of her insides I can tell that b*tch what she ate: baked chicken... french fries White girls, sisters, all sick of their misters Cool n***as, hot b*tches; we're about to play Twister Spoke to one for like six to eight seconds before I kissed her Told me she was from KY, so I proceeded to fist her Blessed her with that orgasm. Shoved the dick in her mouth She complained about jaw spasms; I kicked the b*tch out the house Moved on to the next one. Even called up my ex, son “I'm on 18th and Park South. Yo, just hop on that M1” Funny thing: I was really on 51st and Third And that's how you exact payback on a thirsty bird... That f*cked you up in the past, and made you look like and a** “Now, good luck with that doorman you'll be trying to get pa**ed" Let's get back to the party, though. Had to hit up Graphic n***a rolled through mad quick with two bad chicks, a new mattress... And blue gla**es on. Don't ask, kid. That n***a's OCD Only f*cks new twat on top of his Posturepedic Sealy Back to me: Got sleepy and took the only power-nap Woke up, and rose up next to Rosa to de-flower that Mami just got her doctorate, bent down on all fours I'm f*ckin' a PHD at the 4th penthouse on her floor. Get it? Listen: The fam here... the drink here... the girl's here... and Zin's here. Sex bash... roof deck... end up with somebody nice. Get a**... loose neck... welcome to the party life Listen: The fam here... the drink here... the girl's here... and Zin's here. Sex bash... roof deck... end up with somebody's wife. Get a**... loose neck... welcome to the party life