lirik lagu moonboot freestyle – dallas woods
[intro]
[?]
she’s finally mine
she’s super fine
about to blow my mind
what do i do
what can i say?
i’m a little—
[verse 1]
uh, this ain’t no batman or robin
this is joker and goblin
so if you got a problem (uh)
brother, you got a problem (for real)
cliff county to gotham
i be fresh at asylum
tryna label me mad
i been mad before that
i’ve taken way more drugs than i’ve sold, truth be told
money owed, i ain’t never sold no drugs at all (nah*nah)
this that swaggin’ in the stussy though, i don’t know how to kick flip
manifest the beef then get smoked like a brisket
type to spill the tea, then get broke like a biscuit (b*tch)
risk it, if you really want it, you can get it (you can get it)
one*way ticket to whoever you pray to
so play cool, one false move could be fatal (uh*huh)
i’m a broken halo playin’ halo with an angel (yessir)
type you don’t approach, you can get scoped from any angle (yessir)
guess it’s all fun and games till somebody get hurt
roll with them spitters, leave your ass in the dirt, skip the church (yessir)
hot*headed fools get they wig split
west coast finest, yeah, i been it (west, west)
fire in the booth, boy, i been lit
been sick, dopest in the district
wiggin’ like no dope in my system
i’m itchin’ to body all these rappers and ditch ’em (no, no)
my vision to be the only spitter in the kitchen
patty flippin’, patty mills from a distance, it’s instant
i’m just tryna be the voice of the people who don’t listen
dollar, dollar bill, bring it back to the ‘ville
where the red carpet, muddy, and that poverty is real (reak)
where we all know loss and each other’s all we got
so until i’m not breathin’, hold it down for the squad (clique, clique)
[interlude]
(man, we go together)
alright, now this the part of the song where we all get around
bring back that real hip*hop, where the [?] at?
if you ain’t talkin’ real hip*hop, you ain’t talkin’ nothin’, my budda
well, you know what? i’m go fast
[verse 2]
i’m the type to do what i wanna, be smokin’ that marijuana
big booty *****, bahamas, no rubber, no baby dramas
and even if there are madonna, rihanna or lady gagas
if they ain’t doin’ it for dollars, then they doin’ it for dallas
shout out to my designer, the reason i’m lookin’ flyer
then all of you f*ckin’ liars i’m on
i’m the one that ****** desire and the stadiums require
you can’t find me, motherf*cker, i’m gone
uh, now dally the kid
iller then ninety percent of you people that hatin’
debatin’ on whether not i’m the king of the nation
honestly been patiently waitin’, uh
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