This that Scoob flow
Nigga
Yeah, yeah
Come
I need like 5,000 nigga come and bank with me
Brody ass was switching sides, he can't hang with me
Talking bout a feature nigga, I don't rap for free
Lame niggas talking shit up on they songs, don't want no beef
Caught him dangling in the hood, hit him with a .223
Caught the nigga running fast as hell like RG3
Fake checks at Westview Union, yeah I got y'all bank logs
Talking bout the music boy, you better check my catalog
Boy, I been rapping since I was a little nigga
They be pulling out the straps for the hoes, just to take some pictures
When you hang around us, know you with some winners
When you hang around them, just know them niggas some losers
I'm the type to punch a nigga in the face like Carlos Boozer
You the type of nigga f*ck a bitch that you just met at Hooters
I'm the type of nigga you see in your nightmares, Freddy Krueger
If you ain't got no cheese, then why you think that she gon' let you do her
Young nigga wit a old soul
I ain't gotta rap no more, I gotta bankroll
Might cut my mama off if I found out that she ain't ten toes
(Behind my bullshit)
When you hear the mafia, just know that's my shit
Got a dog on my chain, so they know that we on pit time
I ain't gotta leave a crib, I just call Blitz
They used to have that boy in as a starter, now you ride the bench
I always been a dog, but like the owner, I make you sit
My name stay in they mouth, that shit make me sick
Before I tried to rap, I had a name through the biddy
I'm untouchable like Michael Myers
I tried to work at 9 to 5, but I got fired
Niggas steady claim they touching me, but they ass just liars
Just got a new kinky bitch, she asking me to tie her
Tell her I'll ride the dick one night until I get tired
And can't take no more
PapeMakin - Scoob Flow (feat. PCF Scuba) Lyrics
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This that Scoob flow
Nigga
Yeah, yeah
Come
I need like 5,000 nigga come and bank with me
Brody ass was switching sides, he can't hang with me
Talking bout a feature nigga, I don't rap for free
Lame niggas talking shit up on they songs, don't want no beef
Caught him dangling in the hood, hit him with a .223
Caught the nigga running fast as hell like RG3
Fake checks at Westview Union, yeah I got y'all bank logs
Talking bout the music boy, you better check my catalog
Boy, I been rapping since I was a little nigga
They be pulling out the straps for the hoes, just to take some pictures
When you hang around us, know you with some winners
When you hang around them, just know them niggas some losers
I'm the type to punch a nigga in the face like Carlos Boozer
You the type of nigga f*ck a bitch that you just met at Hooters
I'm the type of nigga you see in your nightmares, Freddy Krueger
If you ain't got no cheese, then why you think that she gon' let you do her
Young nigga wit a old soul
I ain't gotta rap no more, I gotta bankroll
Might cut my mama off if I found out that she ain't ten toes
(Behind my bullshit)
When you hear the mafia, just know that's my shit
Got a dog on my chain, so they know that we on pit time
I ain't gotta leave a crib, I just call Blitz
They used to have that boy in as a starter, now you ride the bench
I always been a dog, but like the owner, I make you sit
My name stay in they mouth, that shit make me sick
Before I tried to rap, I had a name through the biddy
I'm untouchable like Michael Myers
I tried to work at 9 to 5, but I got fired
Niggas steady claim they touching me, but they ass just liars
Just got a new kinky bitch, she asking me to tie her
Tell her I'll ride the dick one night until I get tired
And can't take no more
Nigga
Yeah, yeah
Come
I need like 5,000 nigga come and bank with me
Brody ass was switching sides, he can't hang with me
Talking bout a feature nigga, I don't rap for free
Lame niggas talking shit up on they songs, don't want no beef
Caught him dangling in the hood, hit him with a .223
Caught the nigga running fast as hell like RG3
Fake checks at Westview Union, yeah I got y'all bank logs
Talking bout the music boy, you better check my catalog
Boy, I been rapping since I was a little nigga
They be pulling out the straps for the hoes, just to take some pictures
When you hang around us, know you with some winners
When you hang around them, just know them niggas some losers
I'm the type to punch a nigga in the face like Carlos Boozer
You the type of nigga f*ck a bitch that you just met at Hooters
I'm the type of nigga you see in your nightmares, Freddy Krueger
If you ain't got no cheese, then why you think that she gon' let you do her
Young nigga wit a old soul
I ain't gotta rap no more, I gotta bankroll
Might cut my mama off if I found out that she ain't ten toes
(Behind my bullshit)
When you hear the mafia, just know that's my shit
Got a dog on my chain, so they know that we on pit time
I ain't gotta leave a crib, I just call Blitz
They used to have that boy in as a starter, now you ride the bench
I always been a dog, but like the owner, I make you sit
My name stay in they mouth, that shit make me sick
Before I tried to rap, I had a name through the biddy
I'm untouchable like Michael Myers
I tried to work at 9 to 5, but I got fired
Niggas steady claim they touching me, but they ass just liars
Just got a new kinky bitch, she asking me to tie her
Tell her I'll ride the dick one night until I get tired
And can't take no more
Writer: Alexander Smith, Pcf Scuba
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