Quelle Chris - Money Shot lyrics

[Verse 1] Taped up gla**es, MC Gyver Slash hi nice to meet you Relax her with a tall gla** of papaya juice Recluse like, "Where you been at Chuck?" It's been a minute, I've been chillin', buildin' Facebookin' chicks and catchin' feelings It's not all that gangster nor kosher Practicin' the act of not givin' up Bout time to start livin' the life that God's chosen The prose is so cold it leaves you frozen Frostbitten, amoxicillin couldn't heal the ill that I'm emittin' From my diction, yo wasn't Charles Dickens Or Jimminy Cricket, it's you kickin' sh** Whatever keeps the kittens kissin' on my pimpin' pimpin', pimpin' [Verse 2] Come back Nicki, last like Dickie slacks Think fast like Ricky Bobby Watch the pockets gain weight like Ricki Lake Stank, sewer water in the bank Bluer waters on the other side of the beach Where we at Way, way out your reach I's always on the move like a sneak See me? Ladies wanna grove? Trample your estate like [?] on the move Pillagin', pillage, villain [Hook] You feel 'em and the soul clap is necessary Polysonic flow, raps is legendary Polysonic flow, raps is legendary [Verse 3] Legendary, John Henry [?], the moment he pa**ed hit me It ain't the same, changed, lil' [?] Slim as a crack in the door last time I was around you I remember like Good Times episodes With Ja'Net Dubois, John Amos, Esther Rolle James died, Florida cried Damn... damn... damn... Yeah they made poor look comfortable While I idolized the Winslows and the Huxtables Woulda related more had they been disfunctional Coulda used a drunk uncle, made it all colorful [Verse 4] I wake up in the mornin', I still hear people snorin' Talkin' in their sleep but their sleep sound foreign I'm workin' on my fortune with the portion of a poor man Heart of a king, these rappers more like the tin man Chimpanzee on Mike's dice with implants Like drinks on ice all night amongst riff raff Talkin' to this artsy girl with her tits tatted She said it hurt a little bit but felt fantastic I put her number in my phone under 'Must Have It' Brought special weed out I keep in the cabinet Had her legs up before I even pa**ed it Screamin' out my name in a foreign accent [Hook] That's it You feel 'em and the soul clap is necessary Polysonic flow, raps is legendary Polysonic flow, raps is legendary Polysonic flow, raps is legendary Polysonic flow, raps is legendary Polysonic flow, raps is legendary The money shot