Deez Nuts Songtext
von Domo Genesis

Yeah, put your motherfucking
And smoke some motherfucking
And get high as a bitch

Sometimes my friends be like my feelings, they come and go
Somebody spare some fucks with me to give ′cause I'm running low
Somebody put some fire to that bitch, yeah, I wanna smoke
I′m tryna hit a lick, hit this road when I get a quote
You know what we coming for

Long money, short days, I break shit, they gon' pay me
Won't chill in they space, they can′t cage me
I′m back to the paint like playing safety
If you in the way, you just playing with Satan
Ayy, you should play your shit safer, dog

Calculate your steps and really get what you saying off


I'm talking ′bout some six-figure plays and you ain't involved
I′m talking 'bout standing in that deep water
Caught under the pressure, you can′t dissolve
It's the bubble guppy, what the truth is
And you ain't budging when we running through them streets, stupid kid
Missed opportunities, quit acting stupid
At the cup, missing the game, winning like Patrick Ewing

You blew it, I′m running through my path, blasting through it
Fuck all the babble, let′s get back to music
No other answer 'cause I have to do it
So when I creep up with my niggas five deep in a sled
With the gas still running slow, you know what we coming for

Money, cars and clothes
The finer things, I suppose
I′m right foot smashing the gas
Shit, that's all that I know
Some niggas save, some niggas sacrifice it all for these hoes
Some niggas lose track for the ego, go hard on the dro

My niggas keep on saying they ain′t heard from me

'Cause I′m busy getting scrilla, I deserve to be
Man, my pockets was in a state of emergency

Watch me work in that clutch and I show urgency

So prolific exposing you bitches


Leave the game sowed in stitches
You ain't equipped, we can't be coexisting
I make this shit rattle like a broken engine
And watch them dollars multiply amongst my long division

Shit, if I could have a dollar for every nigga who dirtied my name
I′d probably quit rapping, move somewhere deserted today
I′d probably go on vacation for a permanent stay
But this work you finna get is all that's certain today
I get respect in abundance and my cash in advance
Keep that pattern in the rhythm, I done mastered this dance
So when we run down spilling hella gas on your plants
Flicking lighters ′til the flame glow, you know what we came for

Bitch
Bitch
Bitch