Street Boot camp lyrics
by DC2Trill
[Intro]
(Mike G you can't do this to 'em, man!)
Yeah (Flea)
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Hit the dash on the freeway, in my own lane
Wock man on some bullsh*t, but the tris came
I told them, when I get the chance, I'm a show my abs
I don't know where the f*ck my boy is, but I'm a smoke his ass
You with the street n*gga, boot camp
Get him out of here, he's not stamped
They ride my wave like rubber ducky
We these street n*ggas, f*ck dummies
Pull up, and I turn the nozzle
Do the dash, like f*ck a copper
Momma told me face my problems
[?] got plenty toddlers
[Verse]
Black lamb, like Bruce Wayne
I'm doing straight, I can't complain
Double cup is full of pain
I'm with apes, no orangutans
Your a plain n*gga, you sip plain
Macaulay Culkin, she home alone
Pop RP's like melaton'
This right here, her favorite song
She blow me like a saxophone
Crack o' dawn, I poured a eight
Lil Moe, how your cup taste?
They gon try to kill me just to get in my place
n*ggas tryna take my spot
Double cup is full of wock
She look posted like the broom challenge
Couch potato, I'm getting cabbage
Sipping codeine out my [?]
You don't like me, n*gga, sue me then
Sipping on green, he gon turn into Ben
Adventure Time I feel like Fin
New dimension, I feel like Morty
In the house just like Cory
n*ggas salty, just like Squidward
Smoking grass just like Teddy Pender'
[Chorus]
Hit the dash on the freeway, in my own lane
Wock man on some bullsh*t, but the tris came
I told them, when I get the chance, I'm a show my abs
I don't know where the f*ck my boy is, but I'm a smoke his ass
You with the street n*gga, boot camp
Get him out of here, he's not stamped
They ride my wave like rubber ducky
We these street n*ggas, f*ck dummies
Pull up, and I turn the nozzle
Do the dash, like f*ck a copper
Momma told me face my problems
[?] got plenty toddlers
[Outro]
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