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Lyrify.me

Legendary by Neighbors Ate My Zombies Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2012

[Verse 1: Oddy P The Coolcat]
If I ever made it to the top
Like Bigga Pop
I'd rather die a legend instead of thread it to a stop
Name drop, see my fame rock
Forget it, the main plot
Betting I could rock in the block
Skipping with a little Grey Five
Tripping on a potion, tryna' get into a frame shot
Whipping in slow motion, never ever in the same spot
Making sure I bring a different hoe
To my next show
'Cause the last one
Kept on asking: "Can we go?"
And she complained a lot
Yea' her chatterin' was causin' me a fucking brain clot
Things' not [?], blood
Scattered up like rain drops
Maybe not because I got a start
Drop 'n wow, with the go, with the-
If I [?] so go with it, y'know?
And while I'm at my peak
I'll seek to end it
With a needle or a Smith & Wesson
Overdose into a comatose
[?] died a legend
(Uh, uh, what)
[Chorus: Oddy P The Coolcat & Taz]
Grab 'em up!
Drip drop, dr-drip, dr-drip, drop
Sew 'em up!
Flip flop, fl-flip, fl-flip, flop
We'll bust to the
Tip top, t-tip, t-tip, top
A hip, a hip, hop!
And it, don' stop
We'll grab 'em up!
Drip drop, dr-drip, dr-drip, drop
Sew 'em up!
Flip flop, fl-flip, fl-flippity flop
We'll bust to the
Tip top, t-tip, t-tip, top
A hip, a hip, hop!
And it, don' stop

[Verse 2: TAZ]
I'm on my way to the tip tip top, you know me
I'm on my way to the tip tip top, homey
I'm on my way to the tip tip top, you know me
I flow hard, you just drip drip drop
Upon the microphone, check up
1, 2, checka'
I had told y'all before, this' chess, it ain't checkers
Fly like baby, I do it through any weather
Muscle T in da' summer and winter that [?] aswell
And word bout that nigga [?]
I'm too busy thinking: "God, I'm imperfectly put together."
And I can rock and cry like a baby in a crib
Tryna get my record spinnin' like a dreidel
I stick to the script while you suckers get molded like Play-Doh
I'm dipping in the women like a ladle
I'm billing my destiny out of Legos
I play tha head I was dope cuz thats how that game go
Im oldschool like a [?] blue Kangoo
I don't dance, but I can two-step, the night away
Let the hood play, though
[Chorus: Oddy P The Coolcat & Taz]
Grab 'em up!
Drip drop, dr-drip, dr-drip, drop
Sew 'em up!
Flip flop, fl-flip, fl-flip, flop
We'll bust to the
Tip top, t-tip, t-tip, top
A hip, a hip, hop!
And it, don' stop
We'll grab 'em up!
Drip drop, dr-drip, dr-drip, drop
Sew 'em up!
Flip flop, fl-flip, fl-flippity flop
We'll bust to the
Tip top, t-tip, t-tip, top
A hip, a hip, hop!
And it, don' stop