Kryple - D.S.F.U. lyrics

Shawty what? Shawty uh Yeah [Verse 1:] Them ma**ive titties ‘bout to bo-bo-bounce on me Gem 'n the Squad up in the ho-ho-house with me Doe what you feelin' like (yeah), hoe what you feelin' like Better step up in this b**h and show the homies what it's really like Shots to the dome, blunts to the dome, gettin' faded Up in my zone till 6 in the morn' we the greatest 8 hits the clock go piss up the block, yeah I'm grimy Stay with the Glock, be poppin' a shot you wanna try me Shawty should have stepped up in the party yeah she bout that Can ya twerk it showin' all the homies how she bounce that Startin' from the bottom, how we end up on the top With a Phillie full of purple and a bottle of Cîroc You know, I be the one that they be calling number uno D dolla sign for life shawty I'm saying what did you doe I ride with big dogs, better back up if you poodle Call it alphagetti murder when my dog pop yo noodle [Chorus] Drinking (drinking), smoking (smoking), the party ain't even start till the club closes So drunk 'n so high we go nuts you know why The whole squad just fuuucked up Drinking, smokin' gettin' f**ed up Drinking, smokin' gettin' f**ed up So drunk 'n so high we go nuts you know why The whole squad just fuuucked up [Verse 2:] I got different colours in my cup And ‘em party favourites got me wasted hardly standin' up Now homies want some shots, now hoes just wanna pick 'N they legs open like I got Moses on my dick Rockin' a party till 5 in the morning I'll be surprised if I'm alive in the morning I find me a shawty she do it for the Vine Fine then I'm a record it, “I ain't gon' do it” That's what she said, right before she gave me head You know I'm ‘bout my wicked ways each 'n every weekend Now we buzzin' on the street The way I'm going ham 'n gettin' bread you think it's mustard on the beat I'm going hard with it, sick flow with some bars in it Kid goes so retarded, when they hit stores you gon' target it It's why I live it up, faded like I'm gettin' cut You ain't high like I be high cause I be on some different stuff So high it's like all I ever been is up Throw it up with me if you don't give a f** Let me see you … [Chorus] [Verse 3:] I'm sleeping, choking, woke up Guess I've been drinking, smoking, gettin' f**ed up Guess I took a gram of that Miley in a paper Then I blacked out, soundin' like Tyler the Creator But now I'm back up in the ho-ho-house, I see Naz with two b**hes on the co-co-couch 'n he He got that face like where them styrofoam cups pimpin' Now he leanin', buzz trippin', I hear Kryple remising Now I'm done sippin' Hey yo Kryple What? What time is it dog, don't we have like a show in like an hour or something? What? That was like three days ago man For real? The f**.. Alright Yo, who's that outside? That's Geminik bro No way, no way, okay like Geminik outside in a whip he just rolled up, I said hold up Lets take a trip, I gotta see a b**h right quick, it's around the corner Just some white girl that I done met, I just like “how she taste?” Where she at? Just pull over man and grab a CD case We.. [Chorus] [Verse 4:] Smokin' fire to the dome, I'm hot headed, ebola virus I got that kind of kush that you can smell before you buy it It's no prob we got snow balls flyin' And the whole squad leanin' like a low carb diet I'm turnt up like kicker's, burnin' up this Swisher I'm all about a good time, but first I'm ‘bout my figures House party in the projects, probably got your broad wet Titties through her shirt 'n she just tryin' make your co*k stretch Break it down 'n roll it up, twist it off 'n pour it up It's all part of the process 'n if you smokin' hold it up Can't read between them white lines on the counter tops I wanna see them doobies 'n them b**bies bouncin' down 'n up I'm kinda drunk, she down to f**, bound the buck so I count ‘em up Drinkin' and I'm smokin' I don't stop 'til the cops come houndin' us Doom Squad 'n Geminik, you frauds are feminine I'm off that blueberry great goose drop that medicine, drankin'