(Chorus)
One time, one time, one time
Styles kinda different but let's be specific (2x)
(Funkmaster Flex)
This is flavor right here, 60 minutes, y'all
(Cool Whip)
You'se just wasn't ready for real, so here's the deal
No type remorse whenny I pull steel, kill you and your fucking horse
I'm in the midst of musical moments
Lyrical guns bust, Bibles you trust and body parts turn to dust
Explain and slain, you turn slave, you're like Batman
Running to your bitch ass Batcave
Be aware when your women's in term, I sperm grenades
Got you swimming while you're dreaming in Cool Whip semen
Headaches are like earthquakes, breakin you down
And crying out for your lady, muthafuking crybaby
Chorus
(Havoc)
For Duck Down we juxxin
If you got work we like it gets tooken
Put you on your back, send you on your way
Yo, good looking, nab the kids in the cab
The halls in ?your louis? in Brooklyn
Getting to' up from the flo' up hit the dress sto' up
Got the 80 auto in case ya nigga want to roll up
Get your muthafucking shit swole up
Now it's back to Queens to serve fiends
Making cheese by any means, my eyes on my enemies
Sipping Hennessey wit my mind on some crime shit
One time searching me but never ever find shit
It's the everyday, get the loot then breeze
Though my goal is to leave out of state, push keys
One time, one time, one time
Styles kinda different but let's be specific (2x)
(Funkmaster Flex)
This is flavor right here, 60 minutes, y'all
(Cool Whip)
You'se just wasn't ready for real, so here's the deal
No type remorse whenny I pull steel, kill you and your fucking horse
I'm in the midst of musical moments
Lyrical guns bust, Bibles you trust and body parts turn to dust
Explain and slain, you turn slave, you're like Batman
Running to your bitch ass Batcave
Be aware when your women's in term, I sperm grenades
Got you swimming while you're dreaming in Cool Whip semen
Headaches are like earthquakes, breakin you down
And crying out for your lady, muthafuking crybaby
Chorus
(Havoc)
For Duck Down we juxxin
If you got work we like it gets tooken
Put you on your back, send you on your way
Yo, good looking, nab the kids in the cab
The halls in ?your louis? in Brooklyn
Getting to' up from the flo' up hit the dress sto' up
Got the 80 auto in case ya nigga want to roll up
Get your muthafucking shit swole up
Now it's back to Queens to serve fiends
Making cheese by any means, my eyes on my enemies
Sipping Hennessey wit my mind on some crime shit
One time searching me but never ever find shit
It's the everyday, get the loot then breeze
Though my goal is to leave out of state, push keys
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