Tiger Socks - Fiesta Zor lyrics

[Verse 1: DJ ?] When we roll up, I know you got to hate this Cause we score so easy like LeBron with no defense You know I'm rising to the top like a ski lift I'm on the chase for the crown like the Preakness You know I stay fly like a flock of geese And I'm going harder than whoever's on your CD's After this verse you'll think I'm the bee's knees And to anyone who doubt me all I got to say is b**h, please I keep the paper stacking so I can pay the bills You just broke all your clothes come from Goodwill This beat is one thing I was destined to k** Don't cross me or you'll choke harder than Brazil When I step in the booth, you know I'm in my zone And I'm eating this beat up like it's a scone When you hear this, you'll put it on your phone Cause this sh**'s hot like Krispy Kreme when the lights on You know they had to put DJ on the track And I'm k**ing this sh** like the Zodiac And I'm coming more serious than a heart attack And just like JT you know I'm bringing s**y back [Hook x2: Lil D] Let's have a fiesta come party with me (me!) And all you haters don't listen for free (free!) We fresh to d**h, Tiger Socks on our feet (feet!) Everybody go crazy to the dope a** beat (beat!) [Verse 2: k**ah the Baptist] Yeah k**ah's back, and I'm picking up the slack Rhymes so fat, obese girls want to chat My smile lights up a room, and puts fetuses in all the wombs I roll up in my Jetta like vroom, and sweep up all the haters with a broom Spitting it with ∫eega and DJ, even if some would say they are gay No matter what anyone say, they will always be bae But I don't swing that way, I just like to get cray I wind wise sage tales, you other rappers still playing with pails Insults bounce off my scales, I'm blind to haters; people feel me like Braille I get going with my wind in the sails speeding past s**m whales My life is an ocean, I be wet with my dick with lotion My raps cause a commotion, I throw down with endless devotion I lead the rap nation like Millard Fillmore, leaving you wanting my sk**s more When I'm big, put me on a billboard, and send me off to a mansion on a fjord b**h [Hook x2] [Verse 3: ∫eega] Nobody cares when you whine and pout Nobody listens when you scream and shout So here's a tissue, and here's a .45 So blow your nose, and blow your brains out Y'all are probably like, "∫eega, why you acting strange? Getting all murdery on us, why you so deranged?" It ain't like me, I'm just saying stupid things Just looking for attention like a b**h faking ankle pain Hard from the start, this verse has got morning wood And it ain't going soft as much as you might wish it could But give me 45 seconds at the maximum And by the time I'm finished with your a**, you'll need a laxative I rap raw like a condom without lubricant f** a suit and tie, I'ma Mark Cuban it I stay childish, loving all that stupid sh** And laughing every time a joke's got the word poop in it Don't know who I'm with? Check above my shoe You already know that Tiger Socks is my crew We're making stacks like doctors, shout out to Drew And to my haters, "I made this for you!" [Hook x2]