Sh*t Rock - The Doppelgangaz

Hey yo It’s time for a confession, it’s best if I just testify

From years of going in on myself, I been desensitized

Yo shorty down for sessions, no way she got some friends with thighs

But on the spot I’m good for thinking of some defensive lies

I say yo baby girl let’s not make this a spectacle

Your nose is out of place, plus your face is in-symmetrical and

Look at them chesticles and I’m feeling some other hun

Your one of them is just slightly smaller than the other one

Yo how am I supposed to be performing under these conditions?

I been hit up the doctor, Yo I been filled out prescriptions

I took them joints so long I started developing a resistance

It’s like, playing discus where they’re tearing in your meniscus

But yo, I’m getting women wishing me the best of wishes

And plenty shortys sending me some messages with pictures

Talking about your majesty here’s the digits let me take a stab at

Defying the laws of gravity, and

Defying the laws of physics

Yo

Let’s get home

Get high

Get wine

Get schnapps

Recline

In time

Get mine

Get knocked

It’s fine

But mid-top

This dime just slid Oc

Whole shit got gridlocked

Hey yo I’m gonna get my shit rocked x3

A nigga gonna get his shit rocked

Hey yo I’m gonna get my, check it

Ayo shorty living in Montclair

Got Moncler, My blunt, Conair

Blowing the hair by the armoire, In the armchair

Forty fortune brassiere Holdin a pair, Of the most rare

Cover the pair shaped fair skinned twins up in the air

A couple of grams of snore up in the cans of war, plans a bore

When she took out the cans, and let, both of my hands support

Random thought, If this chicks bathed for really

I spray up the club though she got prey to Willy, feel me?

She go wherever the guy go, spy go to the Tahoe

She fiending for the braggiole

I’m leaning for the console, scheming on her tonsils

She want to get frisky, but I can’t get off of no whiskey

Not even half-chub, shriveled like out of the bath tub

She laughed, shrug, giggled and told me to pack up

Shorty let’s back up and, let’s try it again

But I can’t pretend

A player won’t cry in the end

Yo

Let’s get home

Get high

Get wine

Get schnapps

Recline

In time

Get mine

Get knocked

It’s fine

But mid-top

This dime just slid Oc

Whole shit got gridlocked

Hey yo I’m gonna get my shit rocked x3

A nigga gonna get his shit rocked

Hey yo I’m gonna get my, check it