rendezvous - mel v lyrics
[intro]
brr, chappo
brr, brr, brr
[verse]
runnin’ this hoe, b*tch, i’m feelin’ like goku
i’m finna eat it, b*tch, yeah, like it’s tofu
b*tch, i be steppin’ on hoes like a horseshoe
and i be flippin’ my money, jujitsu
luxury whip, bmw
i get it so jumpin’ like a kangaroo
yeah, say you want smoke, we could meet, rendez*vous
stop all the hunna, she under my shoe
smokin’ on gas, it’s sticky like glue
i’m on yo’ ass if you got a loot
i’m on yo’ ass if you got a jersey
extort the bag, i’m on the cheddar
big ass pipe, it’s gon’ bust under pressure
big ass pipe, and it’s sweaty to f*ck some
you off of bars if you think i’ma cuff some
cocaine on froze, i cannot, i can’t trust none
i’m out the way, feel like harriet tubman
i’m out the way, b*tch, i’m really the goat
cold ass b*tch, but i don’t need a coat
i am that b*tch from my head to my toe
call me lil billy, b*tch, i am to goat
stomp on a f*ck n*gga, that make him choke
stomp on a f*ck n*gga, that make him cr*p
i’m in your motherf*cking hood with that
i cannot love that lil’ hoe, she a gnatt
n*gga on d*ck, but he broke, need a cast
in my guap, then i don’t wanna chat
run up on me hoe, get swung like a bat
life had its take, boy, y’all rest and get clapped
just like a cake, boy, your ass could get baked
i eat this beat like this sh*t was homemade
smoking that gas, but this sh*t not propane
back up, my hoe, what you sniffing? cocaine?
do not get smoked like my motherf*cking chain
do not get smoked like i’m a f*cking jewel
beefin’ with who? you a motherf*cking fool
big ass choppa, it make it kaboom
you can get swept in this b*tch like a broom
you can get swept in this b*tch like some dirt
n*ggas be sweet like my f*cking dessert
chopped out a kickbox and bad b*tches twerk
roll me up blunt, then i smoke her to work
off of that gas, i be geeked like a nerd
off of that gas, i be geeked like an addict
hold me up for now, i’m feeling fantastic
out of this world, b*tch, i’m out of this planet
high as a f*ck in a different dynamic
count up the guap in my hand, mathematics
bust down your ho’ like a motherf*ckin’ panty
trippin’ ’bout sh*t when i already had it
can’t see i’m that b*tch? then you might need some glasses, uh
why? can’t see i’m that b*tch? then you might need some glasses, gang
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