Wednesday, October 13, 2021

Funky Dividends by II Black lyrics

Funky Dividends

II Black

GENRE
Rap
No I'm not a fella
But I see devil
Always on that level
All them nigga
Ready to flash my trigger
How the fuck you figure
That I'm weak
When I'm comin' on the fuckin mic
Hard as a nigga
But too stout
For a fuckin' dyke
Always down to ride
Like Bonnie and Clyde
G-Boney by my side
Why you bitches wanna trip
When I catch you wi them niggas
I buck you bitches bonefide
Shankin' is my specialty
I do this shit so easily
If you think I'm barrin' that shit
Then bring yo clique to NAP
Lay yo shit down
On the ground
And ho it's Funkytown
Fuckin' with this showdown
Don't make me act a fuckin' clown
You niggas checkin' in
With yo fuckin' dividends
When I hit you for yo shit
Babygirl is in the wind

Now bitch
Scopin' out these niggas at the club
Come to shake my ass
'cause I know these niggas pushin' dub
'cause I'm down
I'm down about the ???
You can have me all night if I say so
Let's get a room
Down at the Motel 6
I bet yo last dollar that this night be worth it
He had a clean ride Chevy
With them ???
We hit the road
He can't wait
Reachin' for my clothes
My beeper start to rang
He lookin' at me strange
I sent the password for them G's
So bring the thang
You know the rest of the story
And how it end
A down bitch named Cookie
'bout them dividends

T-O-N-Y-A
Smokin' hay
Every day man
Tonya is my name
Kickin' game
So ho
Stay away
Dwellin' in the NAP
Blowin' weed constantly
When it's time to do it
Make it pimp
But I fuck at G's
Niggas you don't hear me though
Comin' through the fuckin' do'
Aimin' at yo pockets
And you drop it
On the fuckin' flo'
Livin' by my civil rights
Breakin' niggas
Left to right
Creepin' like a stalker
Came to rip you off
Up in the night
Niggas be testin' my mackin'
I never be slippin'
So what the fuck you mean
Hard, gone, blonde boys
You don't wanna fuck with me
Ho, it's over
Lil Tonya gone in the wind
???
Get yo fuckin' dividends

Bitch it ain't over
This shit you hadn't start
I'm backin' you fuckin' proper
'cause you have no heart
Cisco pay my hits
Time to go
Say no name
Ho you know
That this shit is bound to grow
Into something that we call
Hella drastic
Everynight send that ass in
On that damn mattress
But back to this motherfuckin' real shit
Don't be sick 'cause we click
Full of bitches
Five three second style
Ain't shit shakin'
Nigga bring the cheese
Flip it up
And make some damn bacon
MHV, NAP
So motherfuckin' thick
You bustas check it in
'cause ??? out here
Bitch

Yeah ho
I'm in the studio
A super bitch
About that motherfuckin' cash flow
Call me Lil Cisco
And I'm comin' mean
Don't be mad when these bitches
Hit the fuckin' scene
I'm down with Cookie
And we smokin' on that hella weed
We just hard
Won't be barred
From the MHV
NAP
Hoes been adjacent mad
Niggas bring the clean ride
Thats how we do it
Mitchell Heights style
I know you scared of me
Break me off properly
TT what you say
Bitch I'm 'bout that money
Dividends in this game
Ain't no friend
No watch out for the other clique
Now tell 'em ???

I'm a lyrical mastermind
Ho I ain't hard to find
I'm dwellin' the MHV
And you know that's all the time
I'm servin' these sucka bitches
I'm takin' these niggas riches
A ho wanna test my nuts
Makin' me pop some guts
On the creep
I don't sleep
Bout it bout it in them days
Gotta get that cheese
What I need
Gotta get paid
Big G in the wind
Stickin' out the money mane
Know a nigga got a bank
So I got my fuckin' shank
Smoked out on that light green though
Block up in yo wander ho
Catch you slippin' nigga
Lay that ass up on the fuckin' flo'
I'm so high on cloud nine
Make me wanna do a crime
Hit me on yo shit
Nigga don't take this
To no homicide
Bitch!

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