Season Of Da' Vick-Cappadonna

歌手 : Cappadonna

专辑 : The Struggle

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:12

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TXT Season Of Da' Vick-Cappadonna 文本歌词

Season Of Da' Vick - Cappadonna

(feat. Lounge Mode)

(Intro: Cappadonna)

Season of Da' Vick...

(Cappadonna)

Aiyo, Tim and 'em, yeah Tim from Down South

Came to see what ya'll niggas, was talkin' about

So yo, stop all the ego trippin'

Tim put the clip inside the automatic, four-fifth it

The analog rapper start riftin'

Tim maneuvered up closer like Scott Pippen

Look at the analog rappers eyes, water start drippin'

Two cherry head niggas on the side bitchin'

Three chicks walked across the street switchin'

You heard the crank of a car key in the ignition

Don' came around the block with the deep dish in

This kid ran right in front of my whip, I stop dippin'

Runnin' fast like in a flick, he start slippin'

I ducked down slowly cuz I heard shorts rippin' (bong bong)

Big Tim and 'em from Down South was flippin'

(Interlude: Cappadonna)

Yo, yo, what the f**k is goin' on?

Season of Da' Vick, season of Da' Vick...

The streets is still watching...

(Cappadonna)

I'm a off the meat rack ni**a, seat back ni**a

You know my dog, too, he a heat pack ni**a

Heat clap ni**a, Wu-Tang Clan get the street back ni**a

We came that liquor

W**d, digi and cars we just that particular

Put down ya darts it the extracurricular

Poppy Wardrobe King, I'm thinkin' bout stickin' ya

Wherever ya ho be at, I'mma stick my dick in her

Bust ya guns off if you love how I'm gettin' ya

Bump this sh*t in ya chromed out vehicular

Me and my force, we gettin' nothin' but redicular

F**k Beans, none of ya'll niggas can get with us

(Lounge Mode)

Yo, I smoke w**d, hit broads and like brains

Like guns, like M-1s and nice change

When you see me, respect my jeans, respect my name

Lounge Lo, respect the Lo, respect the bang

See me in the street with the heat, respect my pain

Park Hill cats in the back, respect my gang

And I was brought up to, respect my elders

Respect Miss Martha and respect Miss Felder

A little kid, Mr. Big, respect the gig

Respect my moms and respect my kids

Cuz if you don't, then I got to disrespect ya crib

And have me doin' hect', come and tech ya wig

Now when I touchdown and bust down that dutch to smoke

'Cross the street in the two-seat with platinum spokes

Bandana on my wrists, but I ain't claimin' no set

Got mad sets to lay without goin' for broke

I bust the heat, travel on the bust when I creep

Cop that yae sh*t and come down, I'm back on the street

Feelin' the vibe, f**kin' with Lounge, I'll kill for five

And if you'se a bad boy, I'm killin' ya pride

Two in the five, push like eight in ya side

Stuff ya body in the truck and take ya a** for a ride, ni**a

(Outro: Cappadonna)

Yo, yo, f**k is goin' on?

Season of Da' Vick, season of Da' Vick...

Yeah, muthaf**ka...