626/305* lyrics

by

J Dilla


[Intro]
Zak Aron
Oh my God, Ronny

[Chorus]
626, fly to the 305
Had to make a choice, do or die
Skyfall, don't you go outside
Do this ’til the day I'm not alive
Kick her out the house if she f*ckin' up my vibe
Kick down trolls if they f*ckin’ with my tribe
Made it out the backyard sitting on my back
Mayor hit my line 'cause he f*ck with how I rap

[Verse]
Austin Powers 'cause she say I got a Goldmember
Lucas turn a pack to stack, we some go-getters
She really smart with that head, like a professor
Afterwards, she tryna to kiss me on my lips, I won't let her
Eatin' good, fish filets, now I hop out MIA
Cash for chickens, Chick-fil-A
S'il vous plaît, uh, s'il vous plaît
Bust on her face like crème brûlée
I f*cked her Wednesday, buttf*ck her friend on Tuesday
Eatin' Spam and soup every Monday
In the PJ, you ain’t ever seen a runway
TSA tired of me flyin’ out the country
Flyin' with some racks so they think I’m up to somethin'
[Chorus]
626, fly to the 305
Had to make a choice, do or die
Skyfall, don't you go outside
Do this 'til the day I’m not alive
Kick her out the house if she f*ckin' up my vibe
Kick down trolls if they f*ckin' with my tribe
Made it out the backyard sitting on my back
Mayor hit my line 'cause he f*ck with how I rap
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