Pinocchio by Essjay the AfrocentricRatchet Lyrics
Chorus
Bet y’all was worried
Bout the game fo a minute
Til EssJay showed up
Showin you bitches
How to get it
We gettin 'it bussin
Gettin' it poppin
Gettin' it litty
I'm runnin' yo town
And this ain’t even really my city
This ain’t my block
I still be on it
Like i own it doe
If he told you I ain’t popping
He Pinocchio
And When I ride it
Cowgirl
Throw it Back
Like dosie doe
Mink on my eyelids
When I blink
Real bitch
Stretch marks in my cheeks
Verse
Issa lesson when I’m talking
Class in session if I’m spitting
I’m so gifted with this written
Got these rapper niggas smitten
I’m On a das
Board
I mean likе really
My shit on streaming
I’m who they ask for
Ayе when you dropping?
Yo last project
That shit was magical
You got that Ill deal
Deading niggas like kill bill
Look fake but it feel real
Solid so genuine
Bad hoes in my mentionings
I stay with a thicky
Who witty and pretty
Her inches ain’t Indian
EssJay can you save the day
You know I got it
With no asking
Whole shit on my fucking back
I wear yo city
Like I pack it
Yea I wear it like it’s mine
Do y’all a favor
Yea yall hoes been Cookin
But I’m the bitch that gave it flavor
Chorus
It’s Big Daddy Müss with the bigger duck energy
Got drugs that you won’t ever need
Got shooters you won’t ever see
I’m smoking forest evergreen
Im testy, boy, quit testing me
I’m pure chaotic energy
I’m sick and you just sick me I’m wild, could call me “Joker”
Slick and very well-spoken
Lit this weed extra potent, boy I’m higher than a bitch
I wrote all my apologies on skins of many enemies
Baby I’m the iceberg, my attitude’s the tip
We got liq, we got weed, got the move, we on the way
Who you wit what they need, let’s make it happen I don’t play
Ion fuck around with the turn up
We lighting woods til they burn up
Bless the bottle, you first up
We just getting started this the warm up
Ayeeeeee
Chorus
Bet y’all was worried
Bout the game fo a minute
Til EssJay showed up
Showin you bitches
How to get it
We gettin 'it bussin
Gettin' it poppin
Gettin' it litty
I'm runnin' yo town
And this ain’t even really my city
This ain’t my block
I still be on it
Like i own it doe
If he told you I ain’t popping
He Pinocchio
And When I ride it
Cowgirl
Throw it Back
Like dosie doe
Mink on my eyelids
When I blink
Real bitch
Stretch marks in my cheeks
Verse
Issa lesson when I’m talking
Class in session if I’m spitting
I’m so gifted with this written
Got these rapper niggas smitten
I’m On a das
Board
I mean likе really
My shit on streaming
I’m who they ask for
Ayе when you dropping?
Yo last project
That shit was magical
You got that Ill deal
Deading niggas like kill bill
Look fake but it feel real
Solid so genuine
Bad hoes in my mentionings
I stay with a thicky
Who witty and pretty
Her inches ain’t Indian
EssJay can you save the day
You know I got it
With no asking
Whole shit on my fucking back
I wear yo city
Like I pack it
Yea I wear it like it’s mine
Do y’all a favor
Yea yall hoes been Cookin
But I’m the bitch that gave it flavor
Chorus
It’s Big Daddy Müss with the bigger duck energy
Got drugs that you won’t ever need
Got shooters you won’t ever see
I’m smoking forest evergreen
Im testy, boy, quit testing me
I’m pure chaotic energy
I’m sick and you just sick me I’m wild, could call me “Joker”
Slick and very well-spoken
Lit this weed extra potent, boy I’m higher than a bitch
I wrote all my apologies on skins of many enemies
Baby I’m the iceberg, my attitude’s the tip
We got liq, we got weed, got the move, we on the way
Who you wit what they need, let’s make it happen I don’t play
Ion fuck around with the turn up
We lighting woods til they burn up
Bless the bottle, you first up
We just getting started this the warm up
Ayeeeeee
Chorus