Bro I'm cold hit a pose
End up in a centerfold
Chicken heads Pigeon toed what's they goal they don't know
Steady taking pics with shiny shit they seeing on the floor
In they head static instead of status that they need to grow
Me see I'm just like Mr. Meeseeks I got a goal
Get the dough
Get some dome
Spit some dope shit some more
Me see I won't let you off E-Z this ain't a store
Bet you fold like some clothes royal flush got you froze
Same expression that they getting when they seeing
Christ coming colored brass with a fro what you know?
Bet they use to laugh now they tripping double back for forgiveness ask for tickets to the show huh?
Ey asking me to share some hoes what
Watch me scream mine like I'm 5 bruh
You niggas pussy no lives got the 9 for ya
Counts the bars twice as hard as you mic warmers
Bro I'm cold hit a pose
End up in a center fold
Chicken heads Pigeon toed
What's they goal they don't know
They don't know (cuz they don't know they don't know)
Better figure out before you're old everybody got a role you can choose to be a bitch
I choose to get it 'fo it's over 'fo its over
Better figure out before you're old everybody got a role you can choose to be a bitch
I choose to get it 'fo it's over 'fo its over
Better figure out before you're old everybody got a role
You can choose to be a bitch I choose to get it 'fo its over
Business thinking nigga f*ck ya bitch while in some loafers
Boy if you don't eat it I'ma sneak up like some roaches
Street smart Urkle type grew up where they steady tricking niggas out they birth rite
Judah get ya worth
Right people in they feelings instead of making sure they work right
Can't pay the bills but steady flexing like they shirt tight
Man I'm running laps around yall no diss
Morty back up on his bullshit squish
Gift of gab yeah the pulpit pimp
Nigga where you ten percent you ain't worth a penny spent
Now back in 2010 when I was really spittin yall was all like f*ck em
Now im something so you niggas walking up and grinning like some strippers when they seeing ducats
I ain't ducking no you niggas never bussin yall is bluffing man I'm David Ruffin
Stunting better know your position for your mission fall and crumble
Then you stumbling like walking dead infecting others with your struggle
I ain't got no time for it running through the forest like I'm forest
Yall distorted where your aura I ignore it
Better figure out before you're old everybody got a role you can choose to be a bitch
I choose to get it 'fo it's over 'fo its over
Better figure out before you're old everybody got a role you can choose to be a bitch
I choose to get it 'fo it's over 'fo its over
Bro I'm cold hit a pose end up in a center fold chicken heads
Pigeon toed what's they goal they don't know
Mordecai the Zenith - Centerfold Lyrics
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Bro I'm cold hit a pose
End up in a centerfold
Chicken heads Pigeon toed what's they goal they don't know
Steady taking pics with shiny shit they seeing on the floor
In they head static instead of status that they need to grow
Me see I'm just like Mr. Meeseeks I got a goal
Get the dough
Get some dome
Spit some dope shit some more
Me see I won't let you off E-Z this ain't a store
Bet you fold like some clothes royal flush got you froze
Same expression that they getting when they seeing
Christ coming colored brass with a fro what you know?
Bet they use to laugh now they tripping double back for forgiveness ask for tickets to the show huh?
Ey asking me to share some hoes what
Watch me scream mine like I'm 5 bruh
You niggas pussy no lives got the 9 for ya
Counts the bars twice as hard as you mic warmers
Bro I'm cold hit a pose
End up in a center fold
Chicken heads Pigeon toed
What's they goal they don't know
They don't know (cuz they don't know they don't know)
Better figure out before you're old everybody got a role you can choose to be a bitch
I choose to get it 'fo it's over 'fo its over
Better figure out before you're old everybody got a role you can choose to be a bitch
I choose to get it 'fo it's over 'fo its over
Better figure out before you're old everybody got a role
You can choose to be a bitch I choose to get it 'fo its over
Business thinking nigga f*ck ya bitch while in some loafers
Boy if you don't eat it I'ma sneak up like some roaches
Street smart Urkle type grew up where they steady tricking niggas out they birth rite
Judah get ya worth
Right people in they feelings instead of making sure they work right
Can't pay the bills but steady flexing like they shirt tight
Man I'm running laps around yall no diss
Morty back up on his bullshit squish
Gift of gab yeah the pulpit pimp
Nigga where you ten percent you ain't worth a penny spent
Now back in 2010 when I was really spittin yall was all like f*ck em
Now im something so you niggas walking up and grinning like some strippers when they seeing ducats
I ain't ducking no you niggas never bussin yall is bluffing man I'm David Ruffin
Stunting better know your position for your mission fall and crumble
Then you stumbling like walking dead infecting others with your struggle
I ain't got no time for it running through the forest like I'm forest
Yall distorted where your aura I ignore it
Better figure out before you're old everybody got a role you can choose to be a bitch
I choose to get it 'fo it's over 'fo its over
Better figure out before you're old everybody got a role you can choose to be a bitch
I choose to get it 'fo it's over 'fo its over
Bro I'm cold hit a pose end up in a center fold chicken heads
Pigeon toed what's they goal they don't know
End up in a centerfold
Chicken heads Pigeon toed what's they goal they don't know
Steady taking pics with shiny shit they seeing on the floor
In they head static instead of status that they need to grow
Me see I'm just like Mr. Meeseeks I got a goal
Get the dough
Get some dome
Spit some dope shit some more
Me see I won't let you off E-Z this ain't a store
Bet you fold like some clothes royal flush got you froze
Same expression that they getting when they seeing
Christ coming colored brass with a fro what you know?
Bet they use to laugh now they tripping double back for forgiveness ask for tickets to the show huh?
Ey asking me to share some hoes what
Watch me scream mine like I'm 5 bruh
You niggas pussy no lives got the 9 for ya
Counts the bars twice as hard as you mic warmers
Bro I'm cold hit a pose
End up in a center fold
Chicken heads Pigeon toed
What's they goal they don't know
They don't know (cuz they don't know they don't know)
Better figure out before you're old everybody got a role you can choose to be a bitch
I choose to get it 'fo it's over 'fo its over
Better figure out before you're old everybody got a role you can choose to be a bitch
I choose to get it 'fo it's over 'fo its over
Better figure out before you're old everybody got a role
You can choose to be a bitch I choose to get it 'fo its over
Business thinking nigga f*ck ya bitch while in some loafers
Boy if you don't eat it I'ma sneak up like some roaches
Street smart Urkle type grew up where they steady tricking niggas out they birth rite
Judah get ya worth
Right people in they feelings instead of making sure they work right
Can't pay the bills but steady flexing like they shirt tight
Man I'm running laps around yall no diss
Morty back up on his bullshit squish
Gift of gab yeah the pulpit pimp
Nigga where you ten percent you ain't worth a penny spent
Now back in 2010 when I was really spittin yall was all like f*ck em
Now im something so you niggas walking up and grinning like some strippers when they seeing ducats
I ain't ducking no you niggas never bussin yall is bluffing man I'm David Ruffin
Stunting better know your position for your mission fall and crumble
Then you stumbling like walking dead infecting others with your struggle
I ain't got no time for it running through the forest like I'm forest
Yall distorted where your aura I ignore it
Better figure out before you're old everybody got a role you can choose to be a bitch
I choose to get it 'fo it's over 'fo its over
Better figure out before you're old everybody got a role you can choose to be a bitch
I choose to get it 'fo it's over 'fo its over
Bro I'm cold hit a pose end up in a center fold chicken heads
Pigeon toed what's they goal they don't know
Writer: Melvin White
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid