Clip Up (Reloaded) - Sheek Louch

Yeah
Donnie
Hey yo Jada what up fam
Huh D Block
Hey you ready you ready to go in or what
Yeah alright clip up then n***a
Donnie
Hey yo
Can I get any higher
They say Sheek on fire
I feel like Def Jam just signed
I been a G since I was chewin' on a pacifer
I keep that Nick Cannon with me no Mariah
They say the hood is mine
It's like a n***a was born again to win
Sheek Louch Donnie Frankenstein
My
Is pretty as
Ain't it
Porsche Turbo about to get that b***h painted
Lucky Luciano a k a
Piano Man
It's the
Keys three or four a piece
Percocet Louch bags of Oxys
These little n***as with me on the dust high
So I recommend your faggot a*s to walk by
Or touch the sky
Or pray to Allah
Don Don I'm all about the mighty dollar
Let's keep it real y'all know the deal
I'm worse than that BP oil spill
Ten thousand may get you a walkthrough a little less dependin' who you talk to
I come through see these
Lights
I'm a wolf black version of Twilight
These rap n***as too big they make up bright
It's a rap stick up I heard your album
But like the city I come back
What'chu know about Don Don
Fully automatic on the shouler with straps on
L dot O dot X the projects
Group homes the chills the street where we reps
We sorry if this ain't for iTunes
D block this here's for my goons
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Broad day no mask on don't make me clap it
My best customers is Souljah Boy and Ricky
Just Casino no spades or pitty pats
It's goin' down in the hood n***a plenty action
I'm doin' addition you doin' subtraction
My crew on a mission your crew is relaxin'
Guess who in the kitchen Guess who movin' packs in
Public information these are proven facts
If I ain't with the O G s I'm down
Somewhere hot with no breeze
Dinner with young millionaires that sold keys
Now they just sit back talk s**t and blow trees
My outfit's unwearable my shoes don't fit you my pain's unbearable
N***as that listen to my s**t ain't hearing you
I been that n***a dawg you always been terrible
That's why the label ain't flarin'
You
The day you decide to come through we airin' you
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Get accolades from the crooks
Macro way before Apple made the book
Real gangster all the honeys have to take a look
No pets in the buildin' but they have to take a wolf
Get at you but look at you you're a
On the hook
I'm a gettin' money n***a but I'm grimey with the
Name a block that his jeweler's on
It'll be the same block his medulla's on
New M 5 new Frank Mueller on
Yeah I'm a boss but I still get my shooter on
Like a kid who you around I take long shots NBA shoot around
Get the homie to pull the hoop around
Get your girl and pull the coup around
The only thing you missin' is the glitter
Follow n***as we ain't even talkin' 'bout Twitter
What'chu know about Don Don
Fully automatic on the shouler with straps on
L dot O dot X the projects
Group homes the chills the street where we reps
We sorry if this ain't for iTunes
D block this here's for my goons
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