DJ Semtex Lyrics

Ey yo, I'm bustin' through the door just so everybody knows
Chicken ass in the air and the hands on the floor
I'm drapped out in gold and that's paper on my clothes
It's how the body watch me take out your soul
You know the kid high like my face on the stove
Wasn't lookin' at me 'til my wrist got froze
Ice bucket, chicken hit the rucket
But she can hit the road if she reluctant to suck
I don't mess with that raw tradition
The new world, everybody on a mission
Me not making money, that's a contradiction
Cuz I like my women yellow like they on the Simpsons
Yep, you a Simp, I'm convinced
I'm riding in a blimp, chillin', listenin' to Prince
Get in where you fit in and don't cross the line
Cuz there's only one bus and that job is mine
Hey, that's right I got two bodyguards I walk behind
Makin' music just to tell you what's been on my mind
So can't see them young people getting money anymore
Runnin' through the door, everybody on the floor
Say I don't give a what
All black Benz and the windows' up
Ton of weed out when the 50 roll up
And I never had some 50 rolled up yo
So all you chickens listen up
Turn the bass up, yea we give it that bump
Let the world turn, I'll be sippin' my cup
Yup, don't be spillin' my cup hey
I said my mind's stable, we multiply times tables
Presidential sweets, see out for my campaign, go
Chuck Draino, kill it on my first hangle
I'm American, they should've called me Kurt Angle
In Japan with some fans, just coolin' out
Girls love me like I just put a new movie out
I'm little Duvall, you drag queen Rupall
Take your money from you , throw the deuce how I do y'all
Women on my jewel balls, crippled like a new mall
Thought I was about to lose my mind and I fooled y'all
Fresh and clean, why you dressin' like a dirty messtrel?
I'm a glass of moon shine, you a Shirley Temple
At a certain level, workin' with a person's devil
Down the hill, hit the brakes, couldn't work the pedal
For everything I did for y'all I deserve a medal
Marty McFly's and I get 'em for the allow
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Pimp my cell phone if you need it by the elbow
Sigh down, sell weed no more
Ask around, I used to sell a little weed before
But, I hope somebody's keepin' score
Cuz I'm watchin' y'all, remember what you need me for
And I keep a whore that will sweep my floors
And take the whip to my crib and OD the doors
So just chillin' in Semtex in London
Are you frontin' by the music straight bumpin'?
Got this hi-hop, this classics
How I do in the park like I was Jurassic
I ain't no tyrannosaurus rex but Semtex uhi'm the best, in polo I'm lookin' fresh
Got the gold chain cuz I know things
This is off the top like I got no brain
Yea, chillin' on the mike when relaxin'
This is my passion, all we do is rappin'
Shittin like assassin, like I'm Nozdo
I got that hot flow, getting all this cheese like it's nachos
I'm just playin' on around with the camera
Take it real hot to the south in Atlanta
The I could just stand up like I was just ludicrous
Y'all know that I'm doin' this
Bitch you know I'm 2 in this
Freestyle with free style, off the top though
Snot nose, my job though
Cuz that's around me, sold out shows, you know
All your stuff is just sold out flows cuz
You don't rap for that passion
All you do is rap just for rappin' rap for the stackin'
I don't need money, I just really like it
Get a nice shift, sniff that white shit
Just playin', I ain't on no cocaine
But all these hoes is and that's why you know this
Flow so ferocious, super calafragilistic xp alladotious
You know I'mma blow this
Rhymes out but crazy, I could go forever
You know I'm never this clever, I'm just better with intetter
Rhymes is easy when you rhyme words
Fly as birds
Oh, this is that old big LP
This my shit though, I be in the window
Bumpin' it, clickin' on the endo
And outro, you know I'm out though
Freestyle, you know that I'm 'bout those