’89 Dope Spot lyrics

[Verse 1]
I match my n*ggas but I still feel n*ggaless
I'm the black Caesar, my fade like Caligula's
Just got on my feet like I fractured my fibulas
Finally got some paper and mashed on the frivolous
Chivalry is dead, put that ass on my stimulus
Give my di*k a kiss then I mash on your mini miss
Hope your n*gga spin and crash off the skinny cliff
Get a whiff of this, probably half think I'm Jimmy Cliff
Smokin' good kush, that's if you catch my drift
Wearin' Marty McFlys, I smash on that n*gga Biff
I didn't win it, 'til I n*gga rigged it
Rap's Tony Bennett, bony, ignant, OG, bigot
If her booty's big enough I'd probably do a midget
Just throw her in my kitchen, like ooh that's f*ckin' b*tchin'
I snatch her by her weave, bust a good one in her kitchen
Now she need a perm, I ain't even ask permission

[Hook] x2
Ho said she never comin' back, I said, "I hope not"
pus*y batter ram like an '89 dope spot
8, 8, '89 dope spot
8, 8, '89 dope spot

[Verse 2]
She'll suck your c*ck but she'll also do blow off it
f*ck hot topic b*tch I'm so off topic
I'ma chop shop it, drop top it, pop pop it
Drink this molotov c*cktail, dog stop it
f*ck Toby, it's Nacho Kente
f*cked every female and your fam machete
And I don't speak Spanish but damn I leche
Any lil' b*tch's trust fund that let me
And I don't take vitamins or eat my veggies
Just stay in her vajayjay just like a wedgie
Got drunk and started rantin', somethin' like Ray J
Said it's the money team, b*tch, roll up or get away
These n*ggas catchin' Zs like they're Zorro The Gay Blade
These suckers say they're wavy, couldn't surf on my brain wave
[Hook] x2