BlocBoy JB - Privacy
Written by:BlocBoy JB
Walked in your hood with the chopper on side of me
I turn your hood to a robbery
D**n chop this sh*t slappin'
Ayy
Walked in your hood with the chopper on side of me
I turn your hood to a robbery robbery
Two freaky b**ches named Eebony
Ivory they eatin' parental advisory they slurpin'
If you say that you love me b**ch
Why would you lie to me huh
I guess I'm a blunt
N**gas want to put fire to me that's on my mama
Trap full of birds my plug like to fly to me
He say that he like the privacy privacy
Walked in your hood with the chopper on side of me
I turn your hood to a robbery woah woah woah
Two freaky b**ches named Ebony Ivory
They eatin' parental advisory that's on my mama
If you say that you love me b**ch why would you lie to me
I guess I'm a blunt n**gas want to put fire to me yeah
Trap full of birds my plug like to fly to me yeah yeah
He say that he like the privacy yeah yeah yeah
Mr. Work-a-Bi**ch like she get off at six
Three up in the morning wake her up with the dick
My jewelry the candyman got few cuts on my wrist froze
These n**gas don't stand a chance everybody hate this woah
I done seen my n**gas kill his dawg mike vick mike
With these b**ches I be on and off light switch light
I had to cut her off so that's not my b**ch nah
'Cause she bit up on my ear on some mike mike sh*t
I remember I was trappin' on the sidekicks
Saw myself gettin' rich like a f**kin' psychic
I was wearin' n**gas' clothes that wasn't even my sh*t
But I still looked fresh as f**k and your b**ch liked it so
B**ch I'm from memphis the city's a go
If it's some tension my n**ga let me know
Why I keep a thirty
'Cause it's at least thirty or forty
For me to walk up in the door
Come on now
Y'all know it's bloc
Word word
Heard they got bloc in the house
That n**ga got a whole lot of money too
For real
Walked in your hood with the chopper on side of me
I turn your hood to a robbery robbery
Two freaky b**ches named Ebony Ivory
They eatin' parental advisory they slurpin'
If you say that you love me b**ch
Why would you lie to me huh
I guess I'm a blunt n**gas want to put fire to me
That's on my mama
Trap full of birds my plug like to fly to me
He say that he like the privacy privacy
Walked in your hood with the chopper on side of me
I turn your hood to a robbery woah woah woah
Two freaky b**ches named Ebony Ivory
They eatin' parental advisory that's on my mama
If you say that you love me b**ch
Why would you lie to me
I guess I'm a blunt n**gas want to put fire to me yeah
Trap full of birds my plug like to fly to me yeah yeah
He say that he like the privacy yeah yeah yeah
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