D.R. Da Rula - Face In Da Cup

My head in the clouds, my face in the cup
They ain't see this coming, Fredo in the cut
I can't hang with niggas
Faker than a fuck
Faker than a bitch
Nigga slime now we glorify the snakest shit
Somebody point me to a jeweler need a Rula kit
Big chains like a slave in the newest whip
If you ask me we native, niggas use to this
Buddy think he doing something, he ain't doing shit
Nigga do too much new to getting bucks
Nigga if you see my ex tell the bitch wassup
Trust me I ain't got no opps
Niggas know it's up
Throw the gloves on with my brother but for you it's heat
Ask my baby who da hardest she gone say it's me
Ask my daddy bout the game he gave it to me
I can't give it free
Niggas never gave me shit I found the missing links
I took my own approach, I brought all the smoke
My head in the clouds, my face in the cup
They ain't see this coming, Fredo in the cut
I can't hang with niggas
Faker than a fuck
Faker than a bitch
Nigga slime now we glorify the snakest shit
I ain't no blood I ain't no crip
I ain't no hoe I ain't no bitch
Money make the go ring around the Rosie, I want strips
Student shitting on the master thinking how it come to this
Put them turtles on yo ass Master Splinter If you snitch
Ya mouth on full ya brain on E baby
Fuck with me, you can't on me baby
You say you got it but can't show meeeee baby
I mind my own and sip my tea baby
My head in the clouds, my face in the cup
They ain't see this coming, Fredo in the cut
I can't hang with niggas
Faker than a fuck
Faker than a bitch
Nigga slime now we glorify the snakest shit

Written by:
Dwayne Reynolds

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Lyrics powered by Lyric Find