Black Dove lyrics

by

JID


[Intro]
Now the meat has been marinating for a couple of minutes to get all that flavor in
Next, with some cornflower, a heat teaspoon in with marinated chicken
This is going to help seal all the juices of the meat
When you go to a Chinese restaurant or a takeaway, most people always ask me how do you get the meat so tender and delicious and succulent
And this is why 'cause as it cooks, cornflower protects all those juices inside

[Verse 1: J.I.D]
Yeah, let's get it poppin', let's get it poppin'
Word to the weed, I'm Scott Jopling in Benihanas
Word to Steves, I ain't dropping no pennies mama
My mama raised me a G, and a gentleman getting money
My hat facing the back and my back facing the wall
And my n*ggas facing the blunt
And my gun tucked in my drawls
And my girl grabbing my di*k
I hope she don't shoot this sh*t off
Cause these b*tches staring at me
Know that she gone get p*ssed off
But I'm chilling, like a fan on the ceiling
Trying to decide if I'm the true hero or villain
My disguise describes a guy spilling and feeling himself
Not really just full of himself
Not really, but really, oh really (word)
I'm rapping in sign language, I'm sick of the silly words
Like, you heard me word
And I'm simple as pushing verbs
Hella words, spelling words, spelling B's
Stratch alive, find the leaf
And money can grow on trees
[Verse 2: Money Makin' Nique]
I just sold a sack for the fifth time today
That's gone have me in Sax for the fifth time today
We can't sell this fast enough, I tell the b*tch "Andeley"
Couple n*ggas cool but then again, ya'll sh*t kinda lame
I'm a shaman, my remedy is this
Drink it out the condom, you'll be feeling fine
And your boyfriend gone know it once you climb with that cooch bin
Cus it lossened, and it had another room
When he moved in
Need not worried if we f*cking, he just spermed
n*gga in a Beamer, I ain't love
Stuck in a ship pack
Now the whip cracking in third gear like a whip crack
n*gga, I'm ready to shoot like Anita
Ready to sue when you sample a loop or some cheap sh*t done, done in the booth
And I done learned my way around Atlana taking b*tches home
So it be titties interchangeable like mother f*cking action figure clothes
Cash off Xanax just to get these bills paid
I'ma chill paid in the hill shade with all the this sound we can kill Blade
Dressed in snow beach with a bad cop
Bet she a hoe, freak
Wanna get DP'd with the Billy club, I f*cked the police
I'm cuffing both cheeks, disorderly conduct when I go deep
Neighbors called the police, man, I just told ya'll like both feet
And once we T up, I make a n*gga rapper turn singer
Let the b*tch suck my di*k, now I grow famous
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