Cedar Point lyrics
by Skilla Baby
[Verse 1]
Standing in the Kitchen tryin get the water hot
Brodie, show me how to get it out the pot
I ain't get it off the bin, I got it off the block
n*ggas think we playin horse cause im callin shots
Wild thoughts n*ggas tryin get em off my head
I'ma kill his ass tomorrow he the walking dead
I don't really want to beef I want to rhyme instead
I'm Simon, killers do what Simon says
I can't let em play me or I can't be lazy
My chop 7 feet and shoot call it KD
My white boy like to smoke that rocky band
My white girl keep goin molly brazy
The game made me I can't let it change me
A lot of n*ggas hate me don't let it phase me
This workout cost but the game free
I like going OT thats for gang b
You won't catch me where the lames be
Might just Roc-A-Fella call me Jay-Z
Smoke so much weed, I got gangrene
And every n*gga around me be on the same thing
Get money f*ck hoes
I Might serve custos
Bro came with the bus load
Broke n*gga call my phone
I gave him the hush tone
Won't talk to my b*tch she don't know whats wrong
If I don't make a band, I will not come home
If you a civilian don't call my drug phone
My b*tch mad as hell
She seen me hook hoes
She might just tell me to get the f*ck on
But I don't give a f*ck
Percy keep me up
Bad b*tch wanna f*ck me
I'm a young sl*t
I'm a young idol
Yeah girl I like you
But I just want to hit with no title
Pray for better days, I put that on the bible
Damn my better days turn my mans to my rivals
Keep some buffs on
And I be icy
Lookin like a check, I shoulda signed to Nike
n*ggas rather @ me they don't want to fight me
They just like thunder, I'm just like lightning
Brodie momma mad cause we f*cked the kitchen up
This ain't noodles in the water when we whippin up
Baby freaky geeky geeky [?] ate the jigga up
My brodie keep leanin he gon tear his liver up
[Chorus]
I can't let little baby f*ck me over
I be gettin bread I keep my toaster
Life got ups and downs like rollercoasters
f*ck off apple eat off Motorola
Don't drink pop I got the coke no cola
My daddy owe custos [?]
All this pain gon' put me in a coma
Off the jigga damn I feel like hova
Blade dancin while i'm f*ckin Sonya
You want everybody I don't want ya
[Verse 2]
I can't let this b*tch play with my feelings
Baby thinkin I'ma get a n*gga
Life turned Skilla to a villian
She like: "Boy, you sick", girl i'm the illest
Girl you used to be my b*tch, I used to love you
Now I treat you like i'm sh*t, I won't touch you
Even though i'm a superstar I stay humble
And I ain't trippin over sh*t, they hope I stumble
I used to love you
Now it's f*ck you
Why you in my huddle if you hope I fumble
Wow, how sh*t change, I used to hound you to hug you
Now i'm f*ckin over your feelings thats what thugs do
[Outro]
I can't let little baby f*ck me over
I be gettin bread I keep my toaster
Life got ups and downs like rollercoasters
f*ck off apple eat of Motorola
Don't drink pop I got the coke no cola
My daddy owe custos [?]
All this pain gon' put me in a coma
Off the jigga damn I feel like hova
Blade dancin while i'm f*ckin Sonya
Girl you want everybody I don't want ya