CATFISH BLACKENED w/ GRITS Tobe Nwigwe (Ft. CeeLo Green)
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[Intro: Tobe Nwigwe]
Ooh
Yeah
West!
[Verse 1: Tobe Nwigwe]
Look, first off for my daughters
I live by the motto "Execute or get executed"
I started goin' harder since the one and only
Mrs. Carter put her stamp on the movement
Home improvement how I move with tools
'Cause that's how I was groomed on the southwest side of Houston
Baby mama got induced and gave birth to a Chukwu
Six weeks later we back to goosin', uh
Might just hit her with a back-to-back
And then a back-to-back and then a back-to-back
That's at least six babies out my sack
If a freak try to speak to me, she decap'
Pitated Fat ain't playin', pistol sprayin'
If hoes gravitatin' towards me
Trust me, it ain't nothin' personal
We just out here movin' like a G-Unit, no 50 'nem
Was broke, now the doughnuts like Krispy Kreme
Don't drink, but Fat might sip a whiskey blend
From Uncle Nearest, she send spirits
For all our ancestors that started the whiskey trend
And me, I'm the designated D, capeesh?
Been out here droppin' heat for weeks, capeesh?
Gon' be a beast until I cease to speak on beats, capeesh? Sheesh
Ooh
Yeah
West!
[Verse 1: Tobe Nwigwe]
Look, first off for my daughters
I live by the motto "Execute or get executed"
I started goin' harder since the one and only
Mrs. Carter put her stamp on the movement
Home improvement how I move with tools
'Cause that's how I was groomed on the southwest side of Houston
Baby mama got induced and gave birth to a Chukwu
Six weeks later we back to goosin', uh
Might just hit her with a back-to-back
And then a back-to-back and then a back-to-back
That's at least six babies out my sack
If a freak try to speak to me, she decap'
Pitated Fat ain't playin', pistol sprayin'
If hoes gravitatin' towards me
Trust me, it ain't nothin' personal
We just out here movin' like a G-Unit, no 50 'nem
Was broke, now the doughnuts like Krispy Kreme
Don't drink, but Fat might sip a whiskey blend
From Uncle Nearest, she send spirits
For all our ancestors that started the whiskey trend
And me, I'm the designated D, capeesh?
Been out here droppin' heat for weeks, capeesh?
Gon' be a beast until I cease to speak on beats, capeesh? Sheesh
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