Amadu Diablo

[Intro] Yeah So give me that reason I told you I loved you already, bitch, what the fuck? Yeah [Verse] Shawl neck on the drunk lawyer Coke shits in the toilet Turkey sandwich in aluminium foil The game been fixed I don’t play that shit I aim that shit If she looking at another mother fucker than you leave that bitch I don’t play that shit Hear me Left hand is steering In a Amadu Diablo Shit I got the urge to get a earring Image in the rearview mirror like Timothy Leary Don’t even come near me I keep it thug with a gun near me Your boy been eating on the run clearly Clear the run-way 720’s on a one way So much drugs, what would a nun say? And its Sunday Shit, I don’t really give a fuck All I really want to do is see my people up Up to no good again She threw the condom told me put it in I did, fuck I nutted in like three strokes Shit, now that’s no way to rep the East Coast Every day I’m walking with my head up Don’t let up ‘cause it’s a set-up Like Albanian marriage go from Haiti to Paris The bath was 90 degrees Tapping Heinies with ease (shit,) Bitch please I’m the bee’s knees Shooting Deca-Durabolin three CC’s Peep the landscape You can catch me in the trees like the shit for the pancakes