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LandLord Video (MV)




Performed By: Conscious Clay
Language: English
Length: 3:01
Written by: Robert Davis




Conscious Clay - LandLord Lyrics
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Real niggas all around
Landlord, at the door for the sound
Oh lord, I been smelling like a pound
Im sure, all the Neighbors know me now
Real niggas all around
Landlord, at the door for the sound
Oh lord, I been smelling like a pound
Im sure, all the neighbors know me now
Everybody want a piece
If you ain't putting in you gotta leave
I been known to pull a rabbit out the sleeve
I been known for working magic on the beat
Can't imagine, you can catch it on repeat
Hold on. don't be hoggin up the weed
Move on... roll another one for me
Getcha Groove on... shake your ass and tap your feet
Till the floor shake
Til the meters rack a court case
You can call security to shut the whole thing
All my niggas at the door with the stone face
Say the building can't take any more bass
Okayyyyy, We ain't listen
Screaming F*ck a 9-5 that's the mission
You just tryna do ya job, I can dig it
But a nigga couldn't thrive, on a limit. Imma get it yeahh
Real niggas all around
Landlord, at the door for the sound
Oh lord, I been smelling like a pound
Im sure, all the neighbors know me now
Real niggas all around
5-0, at the door for the sound
I know, I been smelling like a pound
I hope, everybody know me now
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Real niggas all around
Landlord, at the door for the sound
Oh lord, I been smelling like a pound
Im sure, all the Neighbors know me now
Real niggas all around
Landlord, at the door for the sound
Oh lord, I been smelling like a pound
Im sure, all the neighbors know me now
Everybody want a piece
If you ain't putting in you gotta leave
I been known to pull a rabbit out the sleeve
I been known for working magic on the beat
Can't imagine, you can catch it on repeat
Hold on. don't be hoggin up the weed
Move on... roll another one for me
Getcha Groove on... shake your ass and tap your feet
Till the floor shake
Til the meters rack a court case
You can call security to shut the whole thing
All my niggas at the door with the stone face
Say the building can't take any more bass
Okayyyyy, We ain't listen
Screaming F*ck a 9-5 that's the mission
You just tryna do ya job, I can dig it
But a nigga couldn't thrive, on a limit. Imma get it yeahh
Real niggas all around
Landlord, at the door for the sound
Oh lord, I been smelling like a pound
Im sure, all the neighbors know me now
Real niggas all around
5-0, at the door for the sound
I know, I been smelling like a pound
I hope, everybody know me now
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Writer: Robert Davis
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