Tierra ~ evidence the world's not programmed to only enjoy what the bigger labels and media attempt to guide us with. Loving her shit .. lyrics and humour
After listening, and looking at this song by a quote ''Artsy Artist'' ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-E0YHZXz5hEE.html&pp=ygUSam9lIHBlc2NpIHdoYXQgdGhl
Lyrics: I must be a criminal (Yo) Keep your talkin' minimal (Yo) 'Cause most of it's subliminal (Yo) And it'll put you in a critical (Yo, yo) Used to be invisible (Yo) They would refer to me as mythical (Yo) Sipping on Mastika, yeah, I sip it slow (Yo) Not on my level, not on your tippy-toes (Yo) Walk in the bank and I yell, gimme those (Yo) Hot as a stove, yeah, I'm wearing Fendi clothes (Yo) I'm want my spot, yeah, look at Wendy nose (Yo) My niggas eating, they getting minerals (Yo) If you throw shots, then you know my men'll roll (Yo) Up on your block, now you looking pitiful (Yo) Tinted the windows, I need a minute, yo (Yo) I'll leave your missus all mad and miserable (Go) You picked the wrong time to pick a fight Your bitch a dyke, she think she Ike You sippin' on a drink that's spiked Enough for you to say goodnight For the rest of your life I know your sons won't miss you I did a favor for them niggas Took a loss to a winner Rick Ross, you been dinner You ain't fly, I make your wings stop I'm real as fuck and your ring's not Fresh as hell like a king's socks Your real car is a slingshot Don't need a gun, I use a slingshot If I was a beverage You would have to drink hot Got a job I gotta do (Yo) I get down and dirty, too (Yo) What it is? What it do? (Yo) Same shit, nothin' new (Yo, yo) Got a job I gotta do (Yo) I get down and dirty, too (Yo) What it is? What it do? (Yo) Same shit, nothin' new (Yo) Got a job I gotta do (Yo) I get down and dirty, too (Yo) What it is? What it do? (Yo) Same shit, nothin' new (Yo) Got a job I gotta do (Yo) I get down and dirty, too (Yo) What it is? What it do? (Yo) Same shit, nothin' new (Go) Having flashbacks, where yo' past at? Where the cash at? Ayo, pass that I will stab backs just for bags, racks Front on me and I'll punch yo' ass flat Are you okay? Please don't ask that I don't act black, got a fat cat You a rat-rat, rat-a-tat-tat-tat-a-tat-tat Tattoos, but you can't see 'em Ice cold, yeah, I'm going skiing I get around at the Colosseum Used to roam around with no pot to pee in I was pissed off Get away with murder like Christophe You get criss-crossed in the big loft I'm a big boss So much sauce, I drip broth The wait is over, I'm takin' over (Yo) You're overweight, you ate a soda (Yo) I'm super sober, you doing coke (Yo) Coca-Cola (Yo, yo) Ahead of you, like a closure (Yo) When Troy died, I had to find some closure (Yo) Don't push me, bitch, I am not a stroller (Yo) Pop off on a nigga like bread in toaster (Yo) Double D-cup, you should use a coaster (Yo) I'm on the post I need the deal like kosher (Yo) So I shop it over, blue faces (Yo) And I call 'em Grovers (Yo) Butter pecan Rover, I'm that odor (Yo) Wanna be like me when I get older (Yo) Talked to God, then he came over (Yo) Talked to God, then he came over (Yo) Got a job I gotta do (Yo) I get down and dirty, too (Yo) What it is? What it do? (Yo) Same shit, nothin' new (Yo, yo) Got a job I gotta do (Yo) I get down and dirty, too (Yo) What it is? What it do? (Yo) Same shit, nothin' new (Yo) Got a job I gotta do (Yo) I get down and dirty, too (Yo) What it is? What it do? (Yo) Same shit, nothin' new (Yo) Got a job I gotta do (Yo) I get down and dirty, too (Yo) What it is? What it do? (Yo) Same shit, nothin' new (Go)
