Lyrics to Black Visa
Drop it down, get it low
Do it dirty, on the floor
Start screaming for more
Beat I can't ignore
Bombs and guns
Money in the hundreds
SUV, doin' runs
All these bitches is my sons!
STFU and give me brain
That just the food chain
This is off the chizzle for sizzle
Gettin' head in rentals
Avoiding the parentals
Making lots of money, see?
I pay in cash, no credit, G
'Cause my shit's black Visa
Left eye out, Lisa
Chuck my deuces up, peace sir
Black, black, black Visa
Can I keep her?
Pet so good, make you purr
Ice so big, make you go burr
Just don't be tippin' it
'Less you on the wall, sippin' it
I'm on it like meow when I nippin' it
When I'm on the streets I'm pimpin' it
Cause my girls work hard
Soon as you scan that charge card
Illegal shit like I dealin' in the yard
My shit's stupid, my shit's retarded
You like it against the wall?
Well, let's do it in the hall
On the ground, let's crawl
You got my digits, just give me a call
It's like I got money and hoes
All over the globe, different area codes
I mean, I hit it then I quit it
'Cause shit's lame if we're talking 'bout commitment
I walk down the block, and I get what I want
Bling everywhere, I don't even gotta flaunt
Chuck two fingers up, later
Drop a sixteen, no, an eighteen
My shit winning like Charlie Sheen
All I fuckin' care about is the green
While you're like, ?dressed all in white, I'm real clean!?
Bars so cool, make you go burr
My shit's fucking polar
Fucking crazy, Bipolar!
Hack you up, put you in a cooler!
I'll be sippin' on drinks by the pooler
When she on stage, they just boo her
That why I had to get a new producer
See? I got zoned, cruised, then I got blazey
I recorded that shit while I was hazey
And her shit was just lazey
Can't even sing unless it's nasally
Her shit is trite, don't even faze me
My shit's asylum bound, fucking crazy
Deuces, deuces
I throw up my deuces
Deuces, deuces
Enough of your excuses
Deuces, deuces
Don't even try, it's useless
And I had enough of your censorship
Tryna get me bodied, tryna get me to say shit
Well, maybe you're just jealous that my shit hit
I'm like Tyson, I can't fucking miss
If I gotta be honest your shit was a miss
So c'mere, gimme a goodbye kiss
'Cause Imma to give you the boot
Imma throw two fingers up, cause I'm just that cute
Do it dirty, on the floor
Start screaming for more
Beat I can't ignore
Bombs and guns
Money in the hundreds
SUV, doin' runs
All these bitches is my sons!
STFU and give me brain
That just the food chain
This is off the chizzle for sizzle
Gettin' head in rentals
Avoiding the parentals
Making lots of money, see?
I pay in cash, no credit, G
'Cause my shit's black Visa
Left eye out, Lisa
Chuck my deuces up, peace sir
Black, black, black Visa
Can I keep her?
Pet so good, make you purr
Ice so big, make you go burr
Just don't be tippin' it
'Less you on the wall, sippin' it
I'm on it like meow when I nippin' it
When I'm on the streets I'm pimpin' it
Cause my girls work hard
Soon as you scan that charge card
Illegal shit like I dealin' in the yard
My shit's stupid, my shit's retarded
You like it against the wall?
Well, let's do it in the hall
On the ground, let's crawl
You got my digits, just give me a call
It's like I got money and hoes
All over the globe, different area codes
I mean, I hit it then I quit it
'Cause shit's lame if we're talking 'bout commitment
I walk down the block, and I get what I want
Bling everywhere, I don't even gotta flaunt
Chuck two fingers up, later
Drop a sixteen, no, an eighteen
My shit winning like Charlie Sheen
All I fuckin' care about is the green
While you're like, ?dressed all in white, I'm real clean!?
Bars so cool, make you go burr
My shit's fucking polar
Fucking crazy, Bipolar!
Hack you up, put you in a cooler!
I'll be sippin' on drinks by the pooler
When she on stage, they just boo her
That why I had to get a new producer
See? I got zoned, cruised, then I got blazey
I recorded that shit while I was hazey
And her shit was just lazey
Can't even sing unless it's nasally
Her shit is trite, don't even faze me
My shit's asylum bound, fucking crazy
Deuces, deuces
I throw up my deuces
Deuces, deuces
Enough of your excuses
Deuces, deuces
Don't even try, it's useless
And I had enough of your censorship
Tryna get me bodied, tryna get me to say shit
Well, maybe you're just jealous that my shit hit
I'm like Tyson, I can't fucking miss
If I gotta be honest your shit was a miss
So c'mere, gimme a goodbye kiss
'Cause Imma to give you the boot
Imma throw two fingers up, cause I'm just that cute
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