Hello, good morning
Good morning, good morning
Put that in your pipe and smoke it
Bitch take your shoes off, before you step up in my shit
I flip a pack and then I go buy me some kicks
I just sip some drink, I thought that shit was Act they say it's Tris
I see she dealing with new niggas, that had me sick
Many men want see me fall, dawg I feel like 50 Cent
Feel one X f*ck up my chest and I had to go repent
Smoke one joint it had me on my ass and I say holy shit
I had one cup of Henny straight, that had me sleep and shit
I write off inside the place, can't even see and shit
She say she love me, time now we ain't never meet and shit
I can't trust this bitch because I used to f*ck her friend
But I ain't choosey, if I get the chance, I'll hit that bitch again
Bless her like she sneeze, she know a nigga Heaven sent
She say Sheedo is the goat and that's evident
Bitch check the evidence and check the stats
Pussy nigga you ain't seeing me so just stop the cap
Ain't tripping when she leave, I know she coming right back
And if she tryna leave for good, I act like Kanye
Can't let her make no niggas skeet, like she Kim K
She tryna play games with a nigga, like I is two k
And I ain't got intentions to wife her up
I just want flip her in different ways like a spatula
She suck the soul out a nigga, I call her Dracula
The joint burning the wrong way, we gotta patch it up
And I ain't tryna stay in this too long so tell them wrap it up
And how you trapping in them songs and you ain't get no money
And how you say you can't find me? You wasn't looking for me
All kinda drill talks but you ain't never face shit so stop the cap talk
I on my shit all the time, this ain't for rap dawg
Was tryna f*ck with lil shorty but she dub me, so how she bug me like that
Try pull up on her, she say Sheed don't pull up on me like that
I boost a roxie, blood them ask me why I walking like that
And I quit pills, but I relapse and I pop one to relax
Piss me off my head mad like my name was Max
At night, I laying up thinking about quick ways to make stacks
Don't think I pussy 'cause I quiet, you ain't know me like that
Some niggas think we boys but ain't know me outside of rap
I drop the lines on her and get her wetter than a Patek be
From you asking me for shit, I want that pussy automatically
If you ain't with it, just get to stepping, come from round a G
Are you understanding me
How you want stick round for millions but ain't tryna make a band with me
Thought nigga was sipping lean but blood was sipping cranberry
She cut me deep on my soul, feel like that bitch was chapping me
This beat f*cking bumping, all the bass f*cking slapping me
Hold on
I dropping bars like they bombs, feel like Bin Laden
Niggas say they want me gone, I waiting on something to still happen
I got more bars than a jail cell
They dissing me but on a real I just wish them well
And I ain't talking nothing on wax because time would tell
And don't slip 'cause once ya slip then ya damn fell
Once ya slip then ya damn fell
Endorsing that 'Motion Over Badness' but we still bad bey
Bitch take your shoes off, before you step up in my shit
I flip a pack and then I go buy me some kicks
I just sip some drink, I thought that shit was Act they say it's Tris
I see she dealing with new niggas, that had me sick
Many men want see me fall, dawg I feel like 50 Cent
Feel one X f*ck up my chest and I had to go repent
Smoke one joint it had me on my ass and I say holy shit
I had one cup of Henny straight, that had me sleep and shit
Dirty in my cup, I'm snooze if I take another sip
Cough syrup, down the esophagus like I sick
Fully make him Poof, Cosmo or Wanda with a switch
Laid back, but I'm paid in full, like Money Mitch
You could ask around the way, bitch I'm litter than a BIC
I can't leave without the roxy, that's like tac without the tic
If she don't suck dick, then she get the one tick
Active off the Henny, this shit kick like a honey pack
She left her nigga home, now she don't want her honey back
Bragging bout it, tight knowing well that that cunny slack
Know that I'm the toughest with the mic and that's a fact
Block show me love, I could get niggas to flip a pack
Gangster shit came out the womb with me, I ain't ask for this
County to county, nigga I been trappin out the whip
I'll never be a rat, might as well gone head and cut my lips
Nigga, might as well gone head and
Bitch, take ya shoes off before you step up in my whip
I switch the fits, then I go hit me a lick
I done ran off with the packs, got him pissed, he throwing fits
Act funny, get hit with the fully quick
You'd be surprised at what I'm thinking and the things that I done thought
Got my OG pressure high, 'cause she hear my name hot
I done put the blunt down, but I still throw back dead opps
I got the sauce to the streets, a bottle full of Red Hot
Got niggas can't leave town, 'cause all the charges they done caught
Send a bag back home, tell them boys to open shop
I get abusive in the trap, put a whipping on the pot
Pop 2 Teslas, my eyes bulky and I'm paranoid
Clutching on a switchy every time that I hear a noise
Don't f*ck with Xans, it gives me bubble guts like bad coils
These hoes not mine, these hoes belong to y'all
So Sheed, gone head, tell them
Bitch take your shoes off, before you step up in my shit
I flip a pack and then I go buy me some kicks
I just sip some drink, I thought that shit was Act they say it's Tris
I see she dealing with new niggas, that had me sick
Many men want see me fall, dawg I feel like 50 Cent
Feel one X f*ck up my chest and I had to go repent
Smoke one joint it had me on my ass and I say holy shit
I had one cup of Henny straight, that had me sleep and shit
F*ck the opps bey, gang and that's what's going on
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TFE Sheedo - Shoes Off 1.5 (Remix) Lyrics
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Hello, good morning
Good morning, good morning
Put that in your pipe and smoke it
Bitch take your shoes off, before you step up in my shit
I flip a pack and then I go buy me some kicks
I just sip some drink, I thought that shit was Act they say it's Tris
I see she dealing with new niggas, that had me sick
Many men want see me fall, dawg I feel like 50 Cent
Feel one X f*ck up my chest and I had to go repent
Smoke one joint it had me on my ass and I say holy shit
I had one cup of Henny straight, that had me sleep and shit
I write off inside the place, can't even see and shit
She say she love me, time now we ain't never meet and shit
I can't trust this bitch because I used to f*ck her friend
But I ain't choosey, if I get the chance, I'll hit that bitch again
Bless her like she sneeze, she know a nigga Heaven sent
She say Sheedo is the goat and that's evident
Bitch check the evidence and check the stats
Pussy nigga you ain't seeing me so just stop the cap
Ain't tripping when she leave, I know she coming right back
And if she tryna leave for good, I act like Kanye
Can't let her make no niggas skeet, like she Kim K
She tryna play games with a nigga, like I is two k
And I ain't got intentions to wife her up
I just want flip her in different ways like a spatula
She suck the soul out a nigga, I call her Dracula
The joint burning the wrong way, we gotta patch it up
And I ain't tryna stay in this too long so tell them wrap it up
And how you trapping in them songs and you ain't get no money
And how you say you can't find me? You wasn't looking for me
All kinda drill talks but you ain't never face shit so stop the cap talk
I on my shit all the time, this ain't for rap dawg
Was tryna f*ck with lil shorty but she dub me, so how she bug me like that
Try pull up on her, she say Sheed don't pull up on me like that
I boost a roxie, blood them ask me why I walking like that
And I quit pills, but I relapse and I pop one to relax
Piss me off my head mad like my name was Max
At night, I laying up thinking about quick ways to make stacks
Don't think I pussy 'cause I quiet, you ain't know me like that
Some niggas think we boys but ain't know me outside of rap
I drop the lines on her and get her wetter than a Patek be
From you asking me for shit, I want that pussy automatically
If you ain't with it, just get to stepping, come from round a G
Are you understanding me
How you want stick round for millions but ain't tryna make a band with me
Thought nigga was sipping lean but blood was sipping cranberry
She cut me deep on my soul, feel like that bitch was chapping me
This beat f*cking bumping, all the bass f*cking slapping me
Hold on
I dropping bars like they bombs, feel like Bin Laden
Niggas say they want me gone, I waiting on something to still happen
I got more bars than a jail cell
They dissing me but on a real I just wish them well
And I ain't talking nothing on wax because time would tell
And don't slip 'cause once ya slip then ya damn fell
Once ya slip then ya damn fell
Endorsing that 'Motion Over Badness' but we still bad bey
Bitch take your shoes off, before you step up in my shit
I flip a pack and then I go buy me some kicks
I just sip some drink, I thought that shit was Act they say it's Tris
I see she dealing with new niggas, that had me sick
Many men want see me fall, dawg I feel like 50 Cent
Feel one X f*ck up my chest and I had to go repent
Smoke one joint it had me on my ass and I say holy shit
I had one cup of Henny straight, that had me sleep and shit
Dirty in my cup, I'm snooze if I take another sip
Cough syrup, down the esophagus like I sick
Fully make him Poof, Cosmo or Wanda with a switch
Laid back, but I'm paid in full, like Money Mitch
You could ask around the way, bitch I'm litter than a BIC
I can't leave without the roxy, that's like tac without the tic
If she don't suck dick, then she get the one tick
Active off the Henny, this shit kick like a honey pack
She left her nigga home, now she don't want her honey back
Bragging bout it, tight knowing well that that cunny slack
Know that I'm the toughest with the mic and that's a fact
Block show me love, I could get niggas to flip a pack
Gangster shit came out the womb with me, I ain't ask for this
County to county, nigga I been trappin out the whip
I'll never be a rat, might as well gone head and cut my lips
Nigga, might as well gone head and
Bitch, take ya shoes off before you step up in my whip
I switch the fits, then I go hit me a lick
I done ran off with the packs, got him pissed, he throwing fits
Act funny, get hit with the fully quick
You'd be surprised at what I'm thinking and the things that I done thought
Got my OG pressure high, 'cause she hear my name hot
I done put the blunt down, but I still throw back dead opps
I got the sauce to the streets, a bottle full of Red Hot
Got niggas can't leave town, 'cause all the charges they done caught
Send a bag back home, tell them boys to open shop
I get abusive in the trap, put a whipping on the pot
Pop 2 Teslas, my eyes bulky and I'm paranoid
Clutching on a switchy every time that I hear a noise
Don't f*ck with Xans, it gives me bubble guts like bad coils
These hoes not mine, these hoes belong to y'all
So Sheed, gone head, tell them
Bitch take your shoes off, before you step up in my shit
I flip a pack and then I go buy me some kicks
I just sip some drink, I thought that shit was Act they say it's Tris
I see she dealing with new niggas, that had me sick
Many men want see me fall, dawg I feel like 50 Cent
Feel one X f*ck up my chest and I had to go repent
Smoke one joint it had me on my ass and I say holy shit
I had one cup of Henny straight, that had me sleep and shit
F*ck the opps bey, gang and that's what's going on
Good morning, good morning
Put that in your pipe and smoke it
Bitch take your shoes off, before you step up in my shit
I flip a pack and then I go buy me some kicks
I just sip some drink, I thought that shit was Act they say it's Tris
I see she dealing with new niggas, that had me sick
Many men want see me fall, dawg I feel like 50 Cent
Feel one X f*ck up my chest and I had to go repent
Smoke one joint it had me on my ass and I say holy shit
I had one cup of Henny straight, that had me sleep and shit
I write off inside the place, can't even see and shit
She say she love me, time now we ain't never meet and shit
I can't trust this bitch because I used to f*ck her friend
But I ain't choosey, if I get the chance, I'll hit that bitch again
Bless her like she sneeze, she know a nigga Heaven sent
She say Sheedo is the goat and that's evident
Bitch check the evidence and check the stats
Pussy nigga you ain't seeing me so just stop the cap
Ain't tripping when she leave, I know she coming right back
And if she tryna leave for good, I act like Kanye
Can't let her make no niggas skeet, like she Kim K
She tryna play games with a nigga, like I is two k
And I ain't got intentions to wife her up
I just want flip her in different ways like a spatula
She suck the soul out a nigga, I call her Dracula
The joint burning the wrong way, we gotta patch it up
And I ain't tryna stay in this too long so tell them wrap it up
And how you trapping in them songs and you ain't get no money
And how you say you can't find me? You wasn't looking for me
All kinda drill talks but you ain't never face shit so stop the cap talk
I on my shit all the time, this ain't for rap dawg
Was tryna f*ck with lil shorty but she dub me, so how she bug me like that
Try pull up on her, she say Sheed don't pull up on me like that
I boost a roxie, blood them ask me why I walking like that
And I quit pills, but I relapse and I pop one to relax
Piss me off my head mad like my name was Max
At night, I laying up thinking about quick ways to make stacks
Don't think I pussy 'cause I quiet, you ain't know me like that
Some niggas think we boys but ain't know me outside of rap
I drop the lines on her and get her wetter than a Patek be
From you asking me for shit, I want that pussy automatically
If you ain't with it, just get to stepping, come from round a G
Are you understanding me
How you want stick round for millions but ain't tryna make a band with me
Thought nigga was sipping lean but blood was sipping cranberry
She cut me deep on my soul, feel like that bitch was chapping me
This beat f*cking bumping, all the bass f*cking slapping me
Hold on
I dropping bars like they bombs, feel like Bin Laden
Niggas say they want me gone, I waiting on something to still happen
I got more bars than a jail cell
They dissing me but on a real I just wish them well
And I ain't talking nothing on wax because time would tell
And don't slip 'cause once ya slip then ya damn fell
Once ya slip then ya damn fell
Endorsing that 'Motion Over Badness' but we still bad bey
Bitch take your shoes off, before you step up in my shit
I flip a pack and then I go buy me some kicks
I just sip some drink, I thought that shit was Act they say it's Tris
I see she dealing with new niggas, that had me sick
Many men want see me fall, dawg I feel like 50 Cent
Feel one X f*ck up my chest and I had to go repent
Smoke one joint it had me on my ass and I say holy shit
I had one cup of Henny straight, that had me sleep and shit
Dirty in my cup, I'm snooze if I take another sip
Cough syrup, down the esophagus like I sick
Fully make him Poof, Cosmo or Wanda with a switch
Laid back, but I'm paid in full, like Money Mitch
You could ask around the way, bitch I'm litter than a BIC
I can't leave without the roxy, that's like tac without the tic
If she don't suck dick, then she get the one tick
Active off the Henny, this shit kick like a honey pack
She left her nigga home, now she don't want her honey back
Bragging bout it, tight knowing well that that cunny slack
Know that I'm the toughest with the mic and that's a fact
Block show me love, I could get niggas to flip a pack
Gangster shit came out the womb with me, I ain't ask for this
County to county, nigga I been trappin out the whip
I'll never be a rat, might as well gone head and cut my lips
Nigga, might as well gone head and
Bitch, take ya shoes off before you step up in my whip
I switch the fits, then I go hit me a lick
I done ran off with the packs, got him pissed, he throwing fits
Act funny, get hit with the fully quick
You'd be surprised at what I'm thinking and the things that I done thought
Got my OG pressure high, 'cause she hear my name hot
I done put the blunt down, but I still throw back dead opps
I got the sauce to the streets, a bottle full of Red Hot
Got niggas can't leave town, 'cause all the charges they done caught
Send a bag back home, tell them boys to open shop
I get abusive in the trap, put a whipping on the pot
Pop 2 Teslas, my eyes bulky and I'm paranoid
Clutching on a switchy every time that I hear a noise
Don't f*ck with Xans, it gives me bubble guts like bad coils
These hoes not mine, these hoes belong to y'all
So Sheed, gone head, tell them
Bitch take your shoes off, before you step up in my shit
I flip a pack and then I go buy me some kicks
I just sip some drink, I thought that shit was Act they say it's Tris
I see she dealing with new niggas, that had me sick
Many men want see me fall, dawg I feel like 50 Cent
Feel one X f*ck up my chest and I had to go repent
Smoke one joint it had me on my ass and I say holy shit
I had one cup of Henny straight, that had me sleep and shit
F*ck the opps bey, gang and that's what's going on
Writer: Joshua Civil, Rasheed Dewar
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid