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let em have it lyrics – safaree

[verse 1]
nigggas not nice with a cosign
get her poppin’ up in no time
but its go time when it’s show time
and i leave em’ hangin’ like a clothes line
& i’m still here, never could’ve left
i’m smoking hot, get a cigarette
i set the speed when i hit the jet
no they can’t see me like a silhouette
new york city, yes i am back
apple in my eye like at imax
flyest n-gg- in the game, i am that
got these hoes pressed, better iron that
somebody tell nicki that i miss her
why she let that dirty n-gg- kiss her
had them all can’t forget melissa
knock them down i’m a demolition
grown man imma admit
didn’t wanna let em have it
imma let these hating n-gg- have it
imma mob deep make em’ have it
stuntgang man i been nice
walking on the rope, like thin ice
4, 5, 6, when i win dice
imma bright star never dim lights
hudson on the river terrorist
go in ham like my name is beres
my town but i’m not a sheriff
got a pretty bird, she not a parrot
hyper allergenic if i ever said it, how they wanna dead it
better go and call the medic, not a diabetic
coutin’ on the ceiling
yeah i got a vintage, yeah i gotta finish
and i got the footage, imma never drop it
never gonna stop it, but they gonna cop it
then they gonna copy, still couldn’t stop me
fur, fur, fur, own kowasaki
bur, bur, bur, on they gonna copy
uh, uh, uh, uh
this a rhyme zone not a time zone
yeah i had a naked up in my home
you a janitor not a senator
can’t talk to me on a cellular
you a n-body, you a “who that?”
n-body can pursue that
its day time but i’m gone black
winter time so im gon’ stack
imma feel lion in the winter time, so im a cool cat
real bars like funk flex
i’m p-ssed off like a drug test
you not a bad b-tch, you got bad skin, bad hair and a b-m dress

[verse 2]
yo, back to the bars imma k!ll these n-gg-s
my flow sick like a bad cough
my neck cold, jack frost
got a big chain with a fat cross
fur heavy, that cost
had his girl bow like shad moss
eat your face like bath sauce
your girl got dressed, but she not future, wish she never took her mask off
in the hood like klut klux
i ball out like 2 nuts
im just out here swinging my wood around like nunchucks
beat b-mping like a heart attack
jagged edge, where the party at
they was sleeping on me now they woke, insomniac
hyper allergenic if i ever said it, how they wanna dead it
better go and call the medic, not a diabetic
coutin’ on the ceiling
yeah i got a vintafe, yeah i gotta finish
and i got the footage, imma never drop it
never gonna stop it, but they gonna cop it
then they gonna copy, still couldn’t stop me
fur, fur, fur, own kowasaki
bur, bur, bur, on they gonna copy

/ safaree lyrics