Cdis [Prod. By Sonny Digital]

[Intro]Rise to your feet
And pay homage to the rulers
Tiffany Foxx (Sonny Digital)
King Foxx that is
Y'all motherfuckers waiting
[Hook]
You Cdis
These niggas tough, these niggas broke
You Cdis
These niggas talk more than hoes
You Cdis
You Cdis,you Cdis
You Cdis,you Cdis
You Cdis,you Cdis
This foreign thang is what he drove
You Cdis
I hit Versace and boxed out
You Cdis
You Cdis,you Cdis
You Cdis,you Cdis
You Cdis,you Cdis
[Verse]
You Cdis, you Cdis
Come Cdis
This bald man, now D this bitch
Conceited shit
You all lame, wanna beat this bitch?
'Cause we did switch
Go eat a dick
Just bought the fuck, no peanut, bitch
I'm captain,hoe,I laugh at hoes
While I'm laughing, hoe
You lacking,hoe,
'cause your act is low
Must be slacking, hoe
Niggas ain't getting no cream
Must be lactose
Like a nigga with a sad squad team
Yeah, we pack, hoe
Pap smear, pussy getting checked
I ain't talking about a doctor that good
Talk about stones while you're on your way home
And I'm on my way to Rome, I'm back Back-ler
And I'm back out
get’em hoes and don't mac out
With that MAC out
Leave red on your lips like Ruby Woo, no mack out You Cdis no mack out
You MAC broke
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[Hook]You Cdis
You next up morning hoes
You Cdis, you Cdis
You Cdis, you Cdis
You Cdis, you Cdis
You Cdis, you Cdis
This foreign thang is what he drove
You Cdis
I hit Versace and boxed out
You Cdis, you Cdis
You Cdis, you Cdis
You Cdis, you Cdis...
[Verse]Counting the money he dropped off
In my new drop with my top off
End up pissing foxx off
And I'ma end up knocking your top off
Never be rocking no knock off no
wanna we to passing they outlaws what what they go back they outlows
Conceited shit nigga I ball
You say you to shit tell versace bring the chef
In the kitchen cooking yams
No thanksgiving on the shelf
See them niggas you help
Them niggas wanna leave
When the time got down, nigga kill yourself
Them big boy pants
Where the fuck your belts
Don't fuck what them have niggas lend the friends on name no name no names
'Cause this bitch got fame
All this house and chains and I wanna bought blank
I can see your fangs
Never can feel no pain
Got no brains, call her Kurt Cobain
Chop her up like who say
And the bitch go bang Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!dudududu~~
You Cdis
These niggas tough, these niggas broke
You Cdis
These niggas talk more than hoes
You Cdis
You Cdis, you Cdis
You Cdis, you Cdis
You Cdis, you Cdis
This foreign thang is what he drove
You Cdis
I hit Versace and boxed out
You Cdis
You Cdis,you Cdis
You Cdis,you Cdis
You Cdis,you Cdis
[Hook]Haven't seen this
You're lying, I know you haven't seen it
You broke bitches can't believe it
So, I know you haven't seen it