Playa Fly - Here Fly Come lyrics

[Introduction:] This piece was constructed For the cats who even had the audacity to think a derogatory thought about myself I shall not wait, be patient, nor sit any longer Here, Fly come [Chorus] Here I come n***a (And I'm coming to get cha) Nowhere to run n***a (And I'm coming to get cha) It won't be fun my n***a (when I'm coming to get cha Hoe I'm coming to get cha b**h I'm coming to get cha) You better run my n***a (When I'm coming to get cha) Go get your gun my n***a (Cause I'm coming to get cha) The deal is done my n***a (And I'm coming to get cha Hoe I'm coming to get cha b**h I'm coming to get cha) [Verse 1] Here comes the mister b**h And I'm coming to get cha No more balls and chains So hoe now I can get wit cha First you cough Next you cold n***a Now all the way out You sold n***a You know what's funny to me I know your a** remember Every time we hit a spot I was surprised when I'm Always doin my job Ae yo we mob Minnie mae raised THE UNIVERSAL HEARTHROB I walk the walk See I was born with it A lot of talk, b**h You was born scary Shootin sh** more deadly Than the lead that was in my belly Nightmares on your street Like I am Kruger Freddy So grab your b**h and hold her tight like she your favorite teddy I come through with the crew And leave you real messy Ae yo I tried my best to even deal wit cha Now here I come to get cha [Chorus] [Verse 2] The tension I'm sending Will leave a lemon heartbroken You just a reject who's nonprofit and penny-loping When up in soakin and floatin across the muddy river Is where you be better off Dont f** off wit me n***a! How reluctant you be To not come step to me With all this hatin you doin On my M 2 3 Act like you Do Not Know About the Way We Roll All those who oppose Ms Minnie's Child of Gold Sho nuff Fly gon buck On every mic I clutch No matter when or where See Fly don't care too much I just don't give a f** Expect no mercy from me Tuck your tail, hit the path And start runnin sonny Try and get away from me But boy you know I'm coming I comprehend what you sending So Flizy coming, gunnin And I'm not gunning around ya I got plans on hitting ya Matter of fact I'm splitting ya When I come to get cha [Chorus] [Verse 3] You b**hes might not be ready For the final round co*ked aimed straight up loaded And ready to put it down Put some holes in you hoes Like I am many rounds Here I come And you hate the way that Lil' Billy clowns Knocking down your stack of bricks Like Fly a steel ball And more than 200 pounds Will make a big fall I say f** all y'all And yo I mean this sh** I'm bout to ball y'all And flat foot run this b**h Flat foot bump this b**h Face first dump this b**h Parkway stomp this b**h Cause you a lounging b**h Betcha Flizy won't miss I beat cha hit by hit Come get you some of this But you don't want none of this You'd rather smell like piss Or either look like sh** Or whine and cry big b**h Or just ride my dick Ae yo I tried my best to get my meals wit cha Now here I come to get cha!!! [Chorus]