Marks Babershop ft. Lil Kwes Lyrics

Oh my goodness

Ayyyyyyyyyyyy..

Oh, just dropped eight lines of slime in a paper cup

Noddin in Marks barbershop about to get a taper cup

Oh that's a 60 dollar line

I ain't tripping I'm papered up

Nigga walkin' here trippin

I ain't trippin' Kwes Peppered up

Shhh, ayy, better get your shit together

You Doin Bad Tryna Splash a Window to get your Rent together

Before Mylo had that car crash, I swear we was lit together

Nigga, that is not your dog

If y'all ain't never Flipped a bitch together

Bro stepped out, Burr boots and umbrella

Boy my nigga from the O in a hoodie and His Coat is leather

Haaa, that's how you know a nigga from Oakland

My fans say they want that Old 3rd, that shit like StillRollin

Old soul, Listen to mystical, play still smokin

Today I woke up kinda off, but this perky got me feelin' focused Damn

Dog ain't got no money or a bitch, boy I feel for him

Lil Kwes said that nigga Lonnie Bandz, he a kill for him

Shit, my bitch told her friend, bitch, for third, I'll steal from him

How the fuck you keep showin' them couple bands? That's no real money

Boy, that Lil shit just spreadin' out my Percocet pill money

If you get real funny, then we shed blood, it's a deal For em, Dat nigga

Vonn Goinn' up, I gotta get in the field with em

Cookie backwood, bitch, and I don't like when my Wood Run

Demon with the baby A, them niggas know how I Drill Sumn

I'm tryna knock a nigga face off, you know Emmit still Sumn

We get real money, bitch, can't intervene, we don't see Eye to Eye

Knock a nigga Soul Out The Whip We See Em Ridin By'

Outside Monday to Sunday with it

And that's yo 9 to 5, I

don't See Niggas And I'm Out Lurkin Niggas Is Not Outside