Rocking the fake yeezy wave runner
Bout to jog from Chicago to Rucker Park to shoot a jumper
Who's amongst Vic Spencer nigga? On god
Strong bars out of my mouth boa I thrown cars
Tryna do 10 songs a week
And I'm tryna do that shit for as long as I can speak
I can be about 63 pinning a raw verse
Spit 84 bars you'll stop when ya jaw hurt
No time to watch clockers
I'm outside eying the fefees in my blublockers
The shoeboxes was filled with Marijuana
Steaming more than a sauna, man it's really easy to strike ya mama
Lima bean sneakers, I put the Porsche up
Hop in the steamer to shoot ya body off the bleachers
The way I see it niggas really need us
I Provide sauce I beat Bane in the series now roll the weed up
Fist of fury
Serve my royal oats I'm not sending out no rubies
Post up wit zamunda bears
Carrot juice sipping while I'm 30,000 up in the air
LAX with steam roller
Roll with some mean soldiers I make you hold up
Ya legs made of cashews I pimp right pass you
The CEO of Planters wife is on my nuts
I'm all in the cut, waiting for my enemy to pop out
Soon when opened the the door his mouth dropped down
This motherfuker's lost and amazed
Ran back in his crib cuz that nigga afraid
Not a lot you can do gotta respect me
Make a diss record include the rappers and my ex Piece
My wife search thru my text message
And she didn't find shit man what a blessing
YES
Vic Spencer - Piano Sex Lyrics
Vic Spencer - Piano Sex Lyrics
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Rocking the fake yeezy wave runner
Bout to jog from Chicago to Rucker Park to shoot a jumper
Who's amongst Vic Spencer nigga? On god
Strong bars out of my mouth boa I thrown cars
Tryna do 10 songs a week
And I'm tryna do that shit for as long as I can speak
I can be about 63 pinning a raw verse
Spit 84 bars you'll stop when ya jaw hurt
No time to watch clockers
I'm outside eying the fefees in my blublockers
The shoeboxes was filled with Marijuana
Steaming more than a sauna, man it's really easy to strike ya mama
Lima bean sneakers, I put the Porsche up
Hop in the steamer to shoot ya body off the bleachers
The way I see it niggas really need us
I Provide sauce I beat Bane in the series now roll the weed up
Fist of fury
Serve my royal oats I'm not sending out no rubies
Post up wit zamunda bears
Carrot juice sipping while I'm 30,000 up in the air
LAX with steam roller
Roll with some mean soldiers I make you hold up
Ya legs made of cashews I pimp right pass you
The CEO of Planters wife is on my nuts
I'm all in the cut, waiting for my enemy to pop out
Soon when opened the the door his mouth dropped down
This motherfuker's lost and amazed
Ran back in his crib cuz that nigga afraid
Not a lot you can do gotta respect me
Make a diss record include the rappers and my ex Piece
My wife search thru my text message
And she didn't find shit man what a blessing
YES
Bout to jog from Chicago to Rucker Park to shoot a jumper
Who's amongst Vic Spencer nigga? On god
Strong bars out of my mouth boa I thrown cars
Tryna do 10 songs a week
And I'm tryna do that shit for as long as I can speak
I can be about 63 pinning a raw verse
Spit 84 bars you'll stop when ya jaw hurt
No time to watch clockers
I'm outside eying the fefees in my blublockers
The shoeboxes was filled with Marijuana
Steaming more than a sauna, man it's really easy to strike ya mama
Lima bean sneakers, I put the Porsche up
Hop in the steamer to shoot ya body off the bleachers
The way I see it niggas really need us
I Provide sauce I beat Bane in the series now roll the weed up
Fist of fury
Serve my royal oats I'm not sending out no rubies
Post up wit zamunda bears
Carrot juice sipping while I'm 30,000 up in the air
LAX with steam roller
Roll with some mean soldiers I make you hold up
Ya legs made of cashews I pimp right pass you
The CEO of Planters wife is on my nuts
I'm all in the cut, waiting for my enemy to pop out
Soon when opened the the door his mouth dropped down
This motherfuker's lost and amazed
Ran back in his crib cuz that nigga afraid
Not a lot you can do gotta respect me
Make a diss record include the rappers and my ex Piece
My wife search thru my text message
And she didn't find shit man what a blessing
YES
Writer: Victor Spencer
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