Through The Glass lyrics

by

Larry League


[Verse 1: Larry Loudpack]

You look through the glass, but I go in and cash
Right past 12 while we smoke on the gas
Don't hit my line when the cameras flash
I cut you off, you got no one to ask
A tisket, a tasket, get the work out the basket
Motherf*cker run up on you, I don't ask sh*t
I just hit a stupid lick, I'm sorry to Ms. Jackson
Three-double oh-six six if you really about that action

[Verse 2: Randy]
RANDY!
b*tch come, you slain
I got money, I'm Bruce Wayne
Spiderman that hoe while I'm on that Mary Jane
I'm a hero, you just a sidekick
Trapping out the bricks, flip that work, flip my sidekick
You got the moves? Come and spar
I got the cheese pack, b*tch I'm Brett Farve (Damn!)
Come up on the scene and you know that piece lit
Chris Kyle with the four-five, I never miss (grrraaa)

[Verse 3: DJ Dolphin Tits]

Ay. f*ck, Damnit it
Boy you stay wishing, my crew is your religion
We go on some missions, while you stay at home sneak dissing
f*ck the disses, I'm reaching for some riches
Going to get my bread, and I spread it in the kitchen (butter)
Stop, drop and roll, b*tch I'm hot like coal
If you want me at your party, theres a motherf*cking toll (cash)
You ask if I want hands, but mine are already full
You can call me a noodle, but your b*tch sucked me on the toilet bowl

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