REFS
(专辑: Familiar With Floss - 2011)
[Hook:] She call me the
referee cause I
be so official She call me the
referee [x2] She call me the
referee cause I
be so official (official, official) She call me the
referee cause I
be so official She call me the
referee [x2] She call me the
referee cause I
be so official (official, official) [Verse 1: Packi] Fu-fu-fu-funk, where my REFS at? Lemme cook you up something hot, where's my chef's hat? Chronic, I
represent every referee Repping Everything Flawless But boy I
go the
hardest But boy I
got more bars than the
warden Where's the
competition? I'm dying of boredom Gimme suggestions so I
can ignore 'em Somebody get on my level before I
beat the
game I
got a
lead foot on the
pedal, heavy steady switching lanes What you know about it, I'm ahead of the
curve Head of the
class, valedictorian You got your head in your ass and still can't spit shit Take your L
boy and get lit You're stuck in the
sewer but can't kick shit I
rep my team, then my city to begin the
climb Then I
put the
mitten on like wintertime It's dinner time to any rapper thinking he can spit a
rhyme Get in line I'm not even painting yet boy, I'm still in my prime [Hook] [Verse 2: Packi] Hold up. Squad up. Get the
whip, ride up East west what? Speck reps no side up Central. REF shit good for your mental Speck shit, floss shit, good for your dental Do your thing, but that work shit? That can miss me I
ain't waiting tables but I'm steady getting tips-y Word to the
gin, or the
cap, or the
jack Got your girl with a
grin when I
snap on a
track AH Shit, act like what you know wassup You talking shit? Oh that's word. I
just hear you discuss us It must suck to be that lame REFS man that be that name Name that shit I'll beat that game Gas me up I
keep that flame that fuego Then we turn that table Stack that bread, build that shit, then leh go Get those pockets looking prego Say go it's off to the
races, we don't chase it, pace it Face it, we get wasted, take the
test and ace it Get a
case and take it to the
face Because we stay sick AH [Hook] [Verse 3: Green Skeem] 1
of 4
Q'in the
bars team doing your whore-izontally Blowing green in my shop, green is in store The
illest team on the
block, started down low now we top It's time for winning, I'm tryna see Charlie Sheen on the
watch I'm on top see the
seat I'm sitting in You can't see or match my feet, how you fitting in? We in the
game like Madden, gotta have it Trendy's the
virus, my Johnson is Magic I
have it Shocking the
world. I
think I'm static Thinking what if I
ruled the
world? I'm Illmatic Flawless is a
habit, I'm royalty Now she fam floss she gotta be with that Oral B
feel me? (Daggler) Real shit, the
difference of a
minute You one minute past your face so who the
fuck you kidding? I'm Mr. Fifteen still ticking, she mad cause all the
women But she just want that angry sex she just said she was venting With her friends right? I'm running with the
glove but not the
same way as OJ I
keep a
bag of trees with more colors than a
fall day, always Plus a
little sippy, all fades, hey I
know that life is awaiting us. You think that there's a
team better? You should enlighten us Cause we four young dudes wiling, keep the
girls smiling Piling up, bitch don't ask what's what [Hook]