This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
Zaytoven on the track
Zay-tiggy
Gucci
Gucci
So Watch Entertainment
Lets Go
[Chorus]
They call me Chef-Boy-R.G.
But hold that thought
Its a Kodak Moment
But hold that thought
Hurricane wrist game
Turn that junk off
Hot as piggly wiggly
Cant Kermit the frog dog
Early in the morning
I ain't even yawning
Cooking up a cake
Like I'm doing a performance
When it come to flossing
I ain't even talking
Diamonds on my joint
Got my Chevy moon walking
10 bricks on my Bart Simpson, just look
My watch, 35 pounds of kush
My ring, 36 oz's my nig
My bracelet, 500 lbs of mid
A Gucci wrapped tour bus
Y'all hoes follow us
Party pack pills man
Hoes gonna swallow us
Naturally a loner
But love my kid
Mix the soda with the cola
I can buy me a friend
New swag something like
Trap House times 10
Every nigga round me
Bust heads, YA-Dig
Iced out grill
I can't buy that bullshit
I'm wit some street shit,
Like a reverend in the pulpit
[Chorus]
Like ya boy Rip Ham
I got a real good jay (a real good jay)
1 gram for the 80
That's some real good play
Got them Vince Carter quarters
Add soda and water
I'm not athletic
But I'ma straight balla
The Spud Webb ticket
With the lamburg yay
And its jumping from the free throw
Like MJ
Sees nothing pass by
Like Steve and Pass
Say boy you lightning fast
On the Utah Jazz
Like Dr. J shorts
My work real tight
You got that Atlanta Hawks yay
It wont get right
Catch me on the rebound
Like Bo Outlaw
I'ma Mikey Vick-it whip it
Cook it south-paw
36 hoes-zos
Trying to make the end zone
Make no hard move
And use my cell phone
Worth scrabbling in the pot
Just like Steve Young
5 for the Keyshawn
7 for the Dion
[Chorus]
Gucci on fire
Like mojo crack pot
Fell ova a joint
Like back like crack rock
Money stupid dumb
Just like Cold Blood
Just Young Hot
I show no love
Money getter like Cheeba
Minds like Fat
And my trap roll hard
Just like Shorty Black
I'ma country ass nigga
Just like Ace
Gotta fetish, for the stones
Just like Four Trey
Money tall like Broah?
Yours like D?
And my patience very short
Just like Courtney C
Angie B, Russell P
But its your choice
My girl Angel pussy deep
Like Slick Man voice
Like Red 03
Man I got bread
My pocket on swole
Like HP forehead
I'ma money go getter
So I contest
Gotta a hundred hoes jockin'
Just like Throw Back
[Chorus]
Zay-tiggy
Gucci
Gucci
So Watch Entertainment
Lets Go
[Chorus]
They call me Chef-Boy-R.G.
But hold that thought
Its a Kodak Moment
But hold that thought
Hurricane wrist game
Turn that junk off
Hot as piggly wiggly
Cant Kermit the frog dog
Early in the morning
I ain't even yawning
Cooking up a cake
Like I'm doing a performance
When it come to flossing
I ain't even talking
Diamonds on my joint
Got my Chevy moon walking
10 bricks on my Bart Simpson, just look
My watch, 35 pounds of kush
My ring, 36 oz's my nig
My bracelet, 500 lbs of mid
A Gucci wrapped tour bus
Y'all hoes follow us
Party pack pills man
Hoes gonna swallow us
Naturally a loner
But love my kid
Mix the soda with the cola
I can buy me a friend
New swag something like
Trap House times 10
Every nigga round me
Bust heads, YA-Dig
Iced out grill
I can't buy that bullshit
I'm wit some street shit,
Like a reverend in the pulpit
[Chorus]
Like ya boy Rip Ham
I got a real good jay (a real good jay)
1 gram for the 80
That's some real good play
Got them Vince Carter quarters
Add soda and water
I'm not athletic
But I'ma straight balla
The Spud Webb ticket
With the lamburg yay
And its jumping from the free throw
Like MJ
Sees nothing pass by
Like Steve and Pass
Say boy you lightning fast
On the Utah Jazz
Like Dr. J shorts
My work real tight
You got that Atlanta Hawks yay
It wont get right
Catch me on the rebound
Like Bo Outlaw
I'ma Mikey Vick-it whip it
Cook it south-paw
36 hoes-zos
Trying to make the end zone
Make no hard move
And use my cell phone
Worth scrabbling in the pot
Just like Steve Young
5 for the Keyshawn
7 for the Dion
[Chorus]
Gucci on fire
Like mojo crack pot
Fell ova a joint
Like back like crack rock
Money stupid dumb
Just like Cold Blood
Just Young Hot
I show no love
Money getter like Cheeba
Minds like Fat
And my trap roll hard
Just like Shorty Black
I'ma country ass nigga
Just like Ace
Gotta fetish, for the stones
Just like Four Trey
Money tall like Broah?
Yours like D?
And my patience very short
Just like Courtney C
Angie B, Russell P
But its your choice
My girl Angel pussy deep
Like Slick Man voice
Like Red 03
Man I got bread
My pocket on swole
Like HP forehead
I'ma money go getter
So I contest
Gotta a hundred hoes jockin'
Just like Throw Back
[Chorus]
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