Troy Mix Lyrics

Hey uh

Stacks

Do rite do good

Yea

Uh

I

I bungee off of balance beams

Been a king of anything

And everything

Or so it seems

Tailored made

Peep the seams

Scowling as I peep the scene

Winking then she leave with me

Gracefully as harmonies from Tina T in '63

Walking like I'm 6 foot 3

Shawty wanna ride wit me

But when she roll

She gotta blow like a referee

Ain't a single thang for free

No matter how you angle me

Finance seem to strangle me

You sweeter than some pastries

Painter if you framing me

Banksy

Warhol

Rakim

Big Sean

Lyrically I'm Don Juan

Smoother than glass since Sean John

Da bomb

Like tic tic

Since Outkast & Slick Rick

Watch how I grip it

Then flip it

Some sick shit

Like how we

We can't breathe

When police in attendance

I balance any topic

Yea I got

Ima gymnast

No I drop gems

You do not get it

But how can you get it

When this is not given

This hard living

Red wine sipping

Only kissing fine women

Do not deny women

Do not buy women

Do not cum inside women

Don't divide women

Do not hide women

Only slide right in em

And wrinkle they face like linen

My skin dark like denim

Rhymes like Beckham

I kick em

Suffer this affliction

Styling my addiction

And grabbing ass on bitches

Writing up this scriptures

Then serve them to the vixens

Then clean up the kitchen

Then break all the dishes

Cuz royalty don't clean

You fucking non-believer

Looks are a deceiver

Intuition your receiver

But the signal gets crossed

When you in tune with the divas

So I treat em like chivas

I might let Su eat em

Even barefoot

I'll defeat em

Never wonder

I'm not Stevie

Seeing is grieving

And hearing is believing

So baby turn the music up

But no you cannot sit with us

We all woke

And we all smoke

Like when the biscuits burning up

But shit we gotta eat those

Times are hard pass the butter

Those food shots on your IG

Only fuels my hunger

That why every summer I

Turn into a hunter

You a bullseye if you stunting

Deebo' rollin up

So them chains you better tuck em

It's no longer funny

This shit is Chris tucker

Had to drop the dead weight

I am not my brother's keeper

If he acting like a sucker

Sweeter than some smuckers

Baby it's my time now

Eyes to the ground

Cuz we all know it's going down

Like it can't get up

Not if but when