Pocket ft. DJ Lucas Lyrics

I'm in the pocket, I swing for the fence, for the fence

Much love, much love to the trench, to the trench

I'm in the pocket, I swing for the fence, for the fence

Sailboat like a pimp, you niggas green as Grinch

They like, Twon, is you A-OK? Huh

My nigga, I'ma be OK, He-OK? Yeah

Nigga like D-O-A, dead on arrival

But I'll be OK, nigga we doin' some fraud, you got B-O-A

We in the courts right now, that's a D-O-J

Tell a bitch a joke, DL Hughlay

In the kitchen whippin' good, build a souffle

My man's on his Bob Marley, Build a jay

But my man barely gettin' by, that's why he sweat

Big T, Henny on the mic, that's why they threatened

No, nigga, ain't no contestin', you be gettin' stressed

Nigga, I be gettin' so blessed Big T say it wit his chest

I'm in the pocket, I swing for the fence, for the fence

Much love, much love to the trench, to the trench

I'm in the pocket, I swing for the fence, for the fence

Much love, much love to the trench, to the trench

I'm in the pocket, I swing for the fence, for the fence

Much love, much love to the trench, to the trench

I'm in the pocket, I swing for the fence, for the fence

Much love, much love to the trench, to the trench

Much love, much love to the trench

And the weed that I smoke got a stench

And I always lived life on the fence

Cause I didn't like sitting on the bench

And when you move like this it get intense

I'm trying to groove my way through thee events

And I grow up with a house with a fence

On the river at the place where it bends

On the river at the place where it bends

At the river at the place where it bends