Shaka Zulu

Lyrics

Looking at myself, I see the man, nigga
 I'mma call it like I say it, I'mma call your bitch May nigga
 Hold up this is not to entertain niggas
 I got held up at the light reaching for my switchblade, nigga
 Poppers on a Spanish with the gauge, nigga
 If I tell you that the babysitter's dead, don't play, nigga
 Reach inside your pockets, dial H, nigga
 If you need help with pressure, don't drive this way, nigga
 You know I got schizophrenic tendencies
 I dream of porn stars and pouring gas on my enemies
 If I get a check, I'm not the vet
 I'm a dawg ass nigga looking for a hot bitch
 Shaka Zulu with the new do with the TEC
 This is not a purchase, everyday life shit
 I've been praying for your downfall, man
 But all I see is bad bitches coming down the hill, damn
 Shaka Zulu new do with the TEC
 Don't tell anybody that the babysitter's dead
 And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead
 How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect
 She bowed to her knees, want forgiveness
 But all I could think about was coming out of speakers
 She a fun girl living on the edge
 Poppa ran a hedge fund, all his daughter do is give head
 Said he had it up to head and neck
 Don't you point the thing at me, it could go off offside your head
 Temple to the brain, now he dead
 That's a life learned lesson, never stress over bullshit
 Wasn't even her why he did it
 But he found his wife with his daughter's boyfriend, nigga damn
 That's some fucked shit over sex
 These bitches overrated and I judge 'em like "who next?"
 Temple to the brain from the TEC
 Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead
 And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead
 How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect, nigga
 Shaka Zulu new do with the TEC
 Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead
 And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead
 How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect, nigga
 Six weeks, had to vacate
 Ain't a resident in sight, just a beach, making sex tapes
 Sure, say the shit to my face
 She gon' get me off, nigga, like bug spray
 Bitches all fake and fanatics, causing ruckus with a ratchet
 Don't you put that on your loved ones, you are not my level pattern
 This is Pacquiao and [?] like a Flintstone
 On a roll, full of ashes, we just run you, this the legion
 Zulu, it's all gone
 Zulu, forever perished
 Ten bedrooms in the palace
 But your Playboy bunny's ears full of carrots, I told y'all
 Shaka Zulu new do with the TEC
 Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead
 And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead
 How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect, nigga
 Temple to the brain from the TEC
 Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead
 And I heard it from a birdie, it was dead
 How'd they bring you back to life? That's a start resurrect, nigga
 Temple to the brain from the TEC
 I go temple to the brain from the TEC
 Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead, nigga
 Glory be, lord to be
 Fashion so fucking unorderly
 Move accordingly, don't order me
 You poorer than me, more can afford the fee
 Word to Meek, 100 in the dungarees
 Who claim the game, we're young living like Meek
 Click on the tee, Lord of Rings, you order me
 Theatric fairytale's become extinct
 Fuck the peace, I put a piece on my neck
 'Bout the size of a Complex magazine
 I'm not for sale, I bought your dreams
 Leonardo DaVinci, the Bentley boost my self-esteem
 Bitches cling like the chain already been doing the same thing
 I mean this gold [?]
 I'm tryna bob and weave, why you chasing me?
 I'm on my victory lap, can't you see?
 Temple to the brain from the TEC
 Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead, nigga
 I go temple to the brain from the TEC
 Don't you tell anybody that the babysitter's dead, nigga
 

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Duration
04:13
Key
2
Tempo
87 BPM

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