Morgan Blu (feat. Blu) - Blu, Tanya Morgan

Whatchu trying to do to me

Even up the score?

Sing it on bitch

Wait was that it?

Is it true?

Better question is it he?

Was it

BL in the place ladies and gents

I would like to reintroduce some of you to

But more importantly Tanya Morgan

Please hold your applause 'till the homie stops recording

And hold your drawls 'till the promoter drops the 40 G’s

Be still, real sporty thieves

Pleased to meet each of you tonight

Drop the spotlight

Drinks on the house, mi casa su casa

Who gotch baby poppa paying now we straight

Crazy '83 baby I’m way behind summer

(?) to those who know the most

But I don’t mind

That’s a crown fifty cozy

Coke line cosigners go find an exit or get clotheslined

Brah

Sober for your kind

Its kind of like a world gone blind

Leading blind mice to the mic

Before they meet Christ

And I’m like geez

And uh, ya’ll like Jeezy right?

My managers like please be nice on this feature

And I’m like I’m always nice

Like Greg or like eggs in bed

Or like pie between legs thats spread

Nice like head

Cause that’s nice right?

I’m nice like that

Except I don’t give it, I get it

Grey Goose, Watermelon Arizona Lipton

Iced tea pimping

I gotta (?) ya’ll the page

Cause I can’t wait to bust

Plug to the main source

So I can’t fake the funk

Can’t hate the rump

Southern Cali thump

You could swear Lil Jon was inside the trunk

But it wasn’t it was us

And I’m living with my mama

Shandra, Morgan, and her friend’s name is Tanya

Her boyfriend’s Donny

And her fish called Wanda

Wacky named her ill

When the milkman conned her

Little on the shy side

But I seen a brother stage dive

Off a high rise giving high 5's

Step aside wise guy

You a small fry

On Pea’s nuts

I got five guys living five lives

Four of them are whoring

And the fifth one’s following

Kick drum bodying

Until I’m done probably

Classify your classic

Like Christmas in Hollis

Or the (?) of Mrs. Wallace

While (?) puff

Peoples never regional

Was FB seasonal

SB sneakers and then mother freaking Pikachu

Dime skin bitty with a twenty key mitty

And a pretty freak bitty that I met in Queen City

And she got on the pill after 23 jimmies

Cause I got enough sons and they all want a penny

I rep Cin city

To the fullest

I be out like a bullet

To the world

Through the booth, through your girl, through the spotlight

I get around

Guess I’m Pac feels like All Eyez On Me

Feels like I’m in the spotlight

But I’m not cause I got like

Christ, like hind sight 20/20

But I got the foresight to match

Yo man strike the match

I’m the fire bringer

Blue flame (?) the frame

I’m a fire breather

With an H20 flow

That turns to snow when I’m cold

Dope boys say I’m coke for the soul

Fans automatic dope addicts when I go at it

Girls cling with no static

Had to kick the old ho habits

But its hard to break

So guard your date

I see her nipples and her bra is OK

So I ain’t got x-ray vision

But I know your girl feels triple x-rated when she listen

And she switch it like my style do

Change it up to make you hang it up

Gotta wear a noose if you wanna hang with us

Like the Klan (?) hanging is my favorite pastime

Cause most of them are wacker than my last line

Flatline

Ilyas is dead, he’s just a voice in my head

I yell (?) taking over

King of kings no bling bling

Got bars like Sing Sing

My stars the I Ching

Go hard like Springstein

I was born in the USA

And I’m over your head like Pat (?) toupee

All other crews make way

Cause if sunlight or moonlight

Today’s our day

Holla

Hallelujah when I do you

Rip through you like Kruger

Or a wild cougar

Or the night by the beam of light

I maneuver through the screens of hype

And its seeming like

You just touched down in the game

And everyone’s screaming aight

And it be seeming like all I want is gleam and Nikes

Rather nice to bling at nights, but my life gave me a fight

Low on green got me going green

Blowing green, I ain’t really did that shit since (?) green

But I cleaned up to be on my own

Knuckled up while the rest of these chumps bitched and moaned

So I’m sad, not hardly

Departed from the party

Pity tucked titty and they all exposed partly

That’ll make a bad situation seem seductive

Plan to make plans

Man thats all you came up with

Guess who came up its

Donwill form College Hill

Schooled in the game

And I ain’t paid for college still

Gladly I’ll be (?) at my art promoted badly

Rather be than trying to be promoted at a J O B

But this time around I’m writing more than rhymes down

I just jot 'em if I got 'em

But the plans (?)

Your man (?)

They charge for all performance Time Warner would watch

I ain’t down 'n out, I’m down about nothing

Don was putting out, I’m drowning out the frowns and doubts

By learning more I’m finding out

Barely knew about the biz, embarrassed by how bad it is

But baring with the bull again

Bringing it through I’m bound to win

Pray before I snapped again

Cause man we some albums in

But all ya’ll want to talk about is Moonlighting time and again