I'm Vizzy
(专辑: 30 Minute Layover - 2010)
I
don't wear a
chain that pop out But always hit the
scene with a
dame that's a
knock out Coupe-look boxing But, I'm always on my job No clock outs the
opposite of watch out Cuz they stay watching I'm on the
road to success Where they drive on the
left And the
speed limit's mach ten So if you see me, please wave She said "Oh, behave." But my name ain't Austin The
X-V, fly boy, fresh tee Said "I'm afraid I
can be your next ex, V." I
only ask for your number So I
pulled out a
pencil like standardized testing Then she asked "Why the
pencil?" So you can erase it, in the
case that I
offend you If porn bitches in pictures is something that's an issue Or you hate south park, I
dismiss you They be like "Vizzy on some other shit." On these MC's D's cuz they loving it Pockets fat like The
Klumps in it My flow is something sick, no asking Proactive, couldn't stop bumping it But nowadays I
be on that upper tip Ladies think I'm gone, kind of like my upper lip Wrong. Like a
broken condom, pause Cause Hoff to go raw, is something you really shouldn't be fucking with Came through ripping with the
paint still dripping They say like Sheneneh "Oh no you di'nt" You know that one saying when your palms start itchin'? Well mine do so much I
had to start to wear mittens And you think that I'm kidding If I
don't slow down, she gonna think that I'm pimping If I
don't go down, she gonna think I
hate fishing So we chill for minute, and I
was like "Listen, maybe I'm different." Who you know that'll fuck your brains out Take your parents out, and reads Home Living? Failure's not an option, it leaves no mission Birds stay flocking, but each no pigeon Young fly flash-ay, cliche if you ask may (me) But you gonna remember me like I
was in your cache Hustle like a
fast break, drop 'em like a
bad date I'll get on my this here, you get on your that way I'm out in days like matinees, and all the
ladies looking cute Keep on shades so all the
babes will never see me look at chu (you) Found a
few who down to move now, tell me what you 'bout to do Me a
favor, text me later, say we all are bouncing to All this pompous walking got girls wondering who Hoff is I
am where the
chalk is, rhymes 'bout as deep as New Orleans' marches Vizzy, Vizzy, Vizzy's what you call this, Layover Gameover