The First Samurai ft. Woo Wop Lyrics

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What you need me for

Pull up to the party with a white bitch and leave the whore

Shootin' at the house one time, they don't need no more

Hit his ass with the suppressor, what he bleedin' for

Tried to beat me in a board game, but I beat the board

I'ma be the first samurai who don't need a sword

I don't say hi to the nigga, I greet the door

I'ma get off on the nigga, what you meet me for

If you keep talkin' shit, I'm creepin' more

Said that nigga tweakin', then I'm tweakin' more

Run up in his shit, kill the nigga, I'ma reap some more

I'm still mad at the nigga, so I beat the corpse

Supercharge the Scat Pack, so I could shake the Jakes off

Other niggas on vacation, why I need the days off

Tell Moonk drop sixty like we hoopin' in the playoffs

You hard on the internet, then come around and play soft

I like my bitches hard headed, but her ass soft

We could go band for band, let's have a stack off

I just got a Scat Pack, fuck a Trackhawk

I be buyin' all this gas, you front your ass off

Bitches love me for the bag, tell' em back off

These niggas got me super mad, blow they cap off

You be fuckin' up the bag, your plug mad soft

I ain't go to prom nigga, I stacked the ten ball

I just got a couple people drop, made a checklist

You ain't ever seen a nigga flop, take his last breath

Caught that nigga walkin' down the block, blow his shit back

Said you got money on my head, come and spin that

Why you bring up that nigga name, that boy been dead

I wear a watch, not a ring, call me Ben 10

I keep a Glock with a beam like a lil' kid

You ain't ever seen what I seen, nigga been fed

Streams goin' up, every week I work my ass off

Buyin' so much clothes, I forgot to take the tag off

I don't even gotta rap, I know I'ma get this bag off

Like Kobe with the shot, don't know why you a sag off

My nigga think he Future, he said, "Fuck it, mask off"

Don't fuck with bitch niggas, Jimmy Neutron, blast off

Nigga think he funny, I'm the Joker, I'm boutta laugh off

Don't hit 'em with the full clip, it's gon' be half off

Nigga only up on the gram, he a half boss

Damn Woo, you steppin', yeah nigga, 'cause I had the sauce

Now my fits come from Saks Fifth, they like, "It had to cost"

My plug started throwin' bows down the field, I had to moss