Skiddy Daze - Bruce Lee Kicks lyrics

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Skiddy Daze - Bruce Lee Kicks lyrics

[Verse] It's Jay, without the Z Sleazy, never lousy Shouts out Uncle Sauzy Automatic, split Banana, clip Got a lot of ammunition Tell me what ya wish is Chances are I can grant it Lucy Berries, no Pomegranete Kiwi mixed with the chocolate Gettin' off topic No say, por kay Took Spanish, signed up for French Je m'appelle L'argent de Papa Made somethin' out of nada Ferocious, I stay in the jungle Days I'm Kanye, Days I'm humble In love with Kit-Kats, Never givin' Tootsie Roll Kicked it and scored, that's a Soccer Goal Only f**s with tight, never loose Nobody new to intro-juice Got the jugo, drink it down smooth Strawberries, there's a jam Diggin', not berryin' it Theraflu, I'm too Cold, no Vietnam Probably gone blow ina year or two, Strikin' like a Napalm Stay calm, no need to be Mad, Vatos stay with me Stinging, like a bumble bee Flamin', no Hot Cheetos Frankly, crew stay C-notes Cheese - stackin', stay - mackin' Ridin' ina '06 Honda Civic Break easy like a pastry No bakery, no cookie crumbles Mama hate when I come home and I stumble Lookin' at the bottom of the gla** See my own reflection Call me Chevron, all I do is Gas, not to mention On these tracks I just f** 'em, no affection Orange Juice and Liquor, the best mixture Have you ever tasted paper? Out in Vegas No Chaser, chasin' Vapers Venom spittin', Spidey Quittin' They, movin' quiet, style bitin' Kickin' in the dojo, rockin' Bruce Lee kicks If you ain't hittin' it then you is the lick Sorry for my grammer Girl wantin' me to screw, no Hammer n***a, we can thow' 'em arms Ain't ever let a punk, tryta punk me Funny though, how I got his ho b**h tryna f** me Either workin' or f**in', I guess I'm an addict Live from the basement, never goin' attic Limelight, You already had it Time's ran away, while you stayed in place sh**faced, words never slur Flow so ridiculous, No - Ludacris Take a whiff of this This what I've been cookin' in the kitchen Y'all n***as cookin' beef, I'm just cookin' chickens Cause that's what most of you is Talkin' all this fake sh** Up in my songs Cause that's what this one n***a did And after that, No to respect that kid I'm too f**in' paranoid Always watchin' my back Cause these n***as puttin' on a front Then pullin' out sh** that's whack Nah f** that Got my real n***as We the loud pack Just a young n***a out the cuts That's a known fact Get the f** back