Poppies
Ysos
Han, han, han, han
Ha, han, han, ha
Puppies are cuddly, puppies are cute
Their never nasty or mean
I’d give a home to all the lost puppies
If ever one day I were queen
Puppies, puppies, bouncing happy puppies
Puppies, puppies of love
Puppies, puppies, tender puppy puppies
Lost puppies, I love you, love, love
Puppies are cuddly, puppies are cute
Their never nasty or mean
I’d give a home to all the lost puppies
If ever one day I were queen, arf
Constantly practicing got me this far (yeh)
Ain’t nobody stopping me the bars are to raw (To raw)
They probably thought that a homie fell off (hell No)
But y’all know my policy, the prophecies hard (woo)
Possibly the hardest artist speaking the truth (that’s true)
Theirs kinda wobbly, new targets to shoot (Gun shot)
Soon they’ll hit a colony, the politics choose
While you worry bout the comedy n the gossipy groups (That’s sad)
You want hip hop, well b**ch you got it (shoot)
Cuz this my switch up ta fill the pocket (Bet)
Without no stick up, that a different topic
Man you a thrift shop that a bottom profit (Macklemore)
[Verse 2:Judah Berman-Roberts]
As Colin died, his mother cried
But Tec-9 just bounce, bounce, bounce
Glass of lipsmackin delicious cyanide
Weed by the pound, f**k a ounce
Show me what you working with, bounce
Go up in the club, in moderation
Your so consumed by self affirmation
Crack a few beers man, bullsh*t and party
Holding off her life, as she faced the strangler
I don’t think I’m bad don’t box in no karate
So Rappin’ Ron won’t you tell ’em who you are
They killed Huey cause they knew he had the answer
I gives the f**k, I get done my business
Come one come all and get burnt by the quickness
Witness the days when brothers have to kill or be killed
Don’t ya know I heard you tryin’ to take mine
I’m gettin’ my bread, kids is fed, it’s time to build
Sean Price a walkin and talkin rappin machine
He jus’ fine, it’s Magno, the streets is mine
Pockets low and your plans is stuffed
Dragged into the toilets with his hands cuffed
