Umm Crack Lyrics
[Verse 1:]
Yeah, I'm feeling like a crack addict
Fresh up out the county jail yeah, I'm back at it
Black Caddy, black coat, black khakis
Keep flossing them Carats, you gone get jack rabbit
Y'all niggas okay but me I'm a young classic
I'm in the trap got the work, doing gymnastics
Money's my motivation, know that I got to have
The way I flow is not a hobby, more like a habit
You know I'm cool with no ice on, but I wear it anyway, hoes say that it look nice on (nice on)
And they call me Mr. Pipelong, I make hits, y'all make nice songs
And it's '08, and so great, don't hate, or else, 44's in yo face
Send you on your way, ain't nobody stopping me, bitch I'm on my way
[Hook:]
Cause I'm crack
Even though I never left I'm back
If you looking for some gangsta shit this is where it's at
Matter fact I'm a beast on the track
I am all of the above
I'm a pimp, I'm a player, I'm a mack, I'm crack
Even though I never left I'm back
If you looking for some gangsta shit this is where it's at
Matter fact I'm a beast up on the track
I am all of the above
I'm a pimp, I'm a player, I'm a mack, I'm crack!
[Verse 2:]
Yeah, I like my bitches yellow, with a nice petite, and a ass shake like jello, hello
They know, bitch I'm from the ghetto, but I'm still a pro at this, you can call me Carmello
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I blow a lot of dro, so I keep a cigarillo, I rep the westside, like my nigga Shawty L-O
I'm all good in my hood, I'm a hero, y'all quarter-pounds, but me, I'm a whole kilo
I spit propane that cocaine flow, see hoes think I'm crazy, but I'm so-sane though (so-sane though)
And I never really been one of them scary guys, last nigga tried me, I left his ass paralyzed
I'm a tell you one time, and one time only, I'm a real nigga, and I don't like phonies
I got this, I got that, you want this, then holla back, you want that, then take this, and that back
[Hook:]
[Verse 3:]
But I'm no fool, who don't be fools, cause I'm so cool, and I'm so smooth
And I'm usually not rude, but I could be so chill for, cruisin' where your hood be, Uzi up your crib
Let me show you I'm a real G, nigga I get money, while you flexing and you poppin'
And it seems to me that all you niggas talk about is necklaces and watches, and them diamonds in your bracelets
We'll take it, yeah I'm watching this, some Boyz In Da Hood sell anything for profit
