Temptation Freestyle ft. DUNZA Lyrics

Aye yo'

Aye yah'

Aye Yah'

Right, right, right, right, right

Woe this just gettin' out of hand, girl

I'm back, eh

Where was your man, girl?

He gone!

And I know it's hard to, be in charge

Military youths them want us be

But then we just kill it all off in call-of-duty

Kill it all off..

Them hot-kaka

Them just talkin' bout what?

Aye, I'm back I just sip' Higher

There not sippin' wit-cha

I'm ah..

I'm just, I'm just, I'm just.. amhonest, what?

I ain't amish, but I'm just flippin' all these grasses

I'm feeding cows and these horses

I even got a few asses, uh

My dope don't run out

No, it don't

I float

I don't sink

No, hoe, run from Me

I ain't need your fuckin' hoe grease

I don't need yo' moo-fuckin' hoe grease

I don't need you

I don't need you

I seen you in the streets when I drove by

But I was on my way to chick-fil-A

I saw your hoe greasy ass when I was drivin' by in my Cadillac

Getting chick-fil-A

Yah, Mmm

Me still like Mary Brown's taters, you know

Yah, but me nah really like

Mixture inna me grease

You know when them ah-put fish, and them ah-put

Whatever business them wanna fry' in grease

Me just want ah.. kmt

Can me just get chicken?

Just some good chicken?

Yo, It's a dilemma

I'm back

I'm cold, cold like December

But I, keep her hot under-covers

And she know she's my umbrella from this acid rain

She my umbrella from this acid rain

She my umbrella

Ella, Ella

She my umbrella

Ella, Ella, Ella

She my umbrella from this acid rain

Acid rain

She my um-brella, e-ell A

I just get the

Get the steaks

Steaks

Steaks on my plate, Jordan Peterson

I, I, I, I got some problems

I, I, I, I got some problems

I, I, I, I.. oh I don't know

I, I got, I got some problems

I don't know..

I don't, I don't know

I got some

Ayo'..

But I'm

H-O-P

H-O Pop

Pop yo, pop yo, pop yo, pop

I pop yo, pop yo, pop yo pop

I pop yo, pop, pop, pop, pop-the-so-duh

Popped a, popped a, popped a, popped cha-pop, pop,

Pop-cha

They got a monopoly up-on this fuckin' pop down here

Them got the, pop, pop, pop-masons

Sellin', pop, pop, pop

Dem-de pop, pop, pop-da

Rrrr P-O-P at cha-bop

Damn they took my niggas again, pop pop..

Damn they took my niggas again

But these pop pop pop niggas singing pop pop pop pop pop

Singing Pop, Pop, Pop

And these pop niggas singing all this pop pop Pop, pop Pop Pop

A-Yo, where Tupac? Pac Pac Pac

A-Yo, where Tupac? Pac

Where Where Tupac? Pac

Where Where Tupac?? pac

Where Where Tupac???

Where 2pac & Biggie????

A-Yo, where 2pac!

Where where Christopher OUR-BIGGIE?

Aye WHERE?

Pop, pop, pop

These fuckin' pop niggas

These, these fuckin'

These fuckin' crop-niggas

These fuckin' uh

These down and they way too-off niggas, Uh

The Pop, the pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop

You uncle-ruckus

Them ah-bad-mind murderer (and you know it)

You p-p-pop niggas, takin' my air

Air-wav's, my air, i..

Sometimes it's hard to breathe out here

From this moo-fuckin' nuclear air

These fuckin' pop niggas

These f-soft-niggas

These drop-niggas

All these ride around with that drop-down (top) Y

And they suckin' all that brown cock out-there-in the burrow (Satan, you're dead to Me)

You dutty-lil

He movin' like a hero

You fucking pussy

You fucking pussy

You fucking pussy

You fucking pussy

That's just the truth though

If you trying to find that, Fre-edom go find your PUSSY

And fuck what they talking about

Aye, fuck what they talking about

Aye, fuck.. kmt

Shut up

Fuck you

Fuck, them a murder

Remember what Me-say

If it wasn't for people today

Me a-Be sittin' in-a-beach somewhere

But Me-a born in this world

And them say me have to work, work, work, work, but them not teach me about money

Me have to work, work, work, work, but them never teach me about money

Them never even tell me it's fake..

But them never teach me

Them.., them want me work, work, work, work, work, work, get in debt to them

The same system that teach We

Listen, them want us to get in debt to the same system that Teaches We (fuckry/slavery)