Los – Boom Boom Lyrics

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Ok I roll up on a rapper and I smoke em' like Swisher
Leave me with your bitch & I'm gonna stroke her like I'm Fisher
Let her the ride wheel, ill send you her back to you in splinters
Pincher, cut her off like Sprint
After that I'm running to the money like a sprinter
I dont know want your honey cause she dont give me any dentures

I lash out & put her ass out in the winter
Im bias because I'm a buyer & your a renter
Damn, niggas still don't get the picture
Im significant because im Signature
You better look me up & read some literature
About me, Doubt me?, How D You?
.....? see you
Can't see me, but I see you
Why be you?, When I be you, I shit that you can't get, because I be too fly
Swagger be too high, Daiquiri Coupe ride, Whip cream seats, Whip cream seats
Got a girl named Cherry, met her on a Monday
Said she got girl, named sprinkles & one day
We could all hook up, have a little fun day
Call a nigga up & we did it on a Sunday

Monday, Tuesday & Wednesday
I got the old school sittin' on them Lindsay
Lohan's and you better believe it
The tires so skinny, that they look they Bulimic
You say that your ill, but when I'm in the building ya'll niggas dont seem sick
Bet I fucked this shit up, I mean cut this bitch up just like a Seamstress
Or OJ with a knife, Say guys who the best rapper a-live?
They lied, They ain't nowhere near me
Im a Monster, Monsters dont scare me
Seri-al Killer, Stere-o Murderer, Scenari-o changer
Danger, Everything I spit comes from the pain
I, feel nigga, thats real nigga
Put this on the list, with the shit that I Ripped
& I kill nigga, You ill nigga?
Damn Los, you still ain't got any deal nigga?
I guess these A&R's is lazy
Nobody say bars is crazy
Maybe they too busy applauding Jay-Z for killing the Auto-Tune
I rebuild with all the gloom
Maybe he'll look up & see that I'm illest artist soon
I feel the hardest, im still the smartest, I'm still the dopest
If I feel it, wrote it, I kill it, Smoke it nigga, I'm focused
If I ain't better than Jay, than I'm the closest
How the whole world don't know who Los is?
Look, I said Louis sneakers, Fly Jeans & a fucking nice Shirt
Rest In Peace to this beat, I killed it boy this light work

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