EdaMami by The Doppelgangaz Lyrics
[Verse 1: EP]
Ayo switch siders ain’t enough to incite us
Hard to stomach it with diverticulitis
When the lights don’t blind that’s when a Ganga shines brightest
Effect on mine not in the slightest
They got us on the list now oh God
I got fifty on my wrist now oh lord
Damn it’s rubber bands but that shit go
Clams straight out the can with salt cured squab
Straight out the pan dark tan maillard
Old habits die hard
Like pounding shorty’s ass to a paillard
Albanian cats named Saiyad in the Izod
Get you clapped for your piece of the pie chart
This fly art cause a populous shift
Something nice to give ‘em an innocuous gift
A Ganga polite ain’t no knock to my chick
But see I rather fap with the Oculus Rift
[Verse 1: Matter ov Fact]
Ayo I met a mami who tasted like some edamame
When She put it on me I'm like I'm bout to catch a hommy
With the salami I slid into the beave calmer
And a second later a nigga face looked like Steve Balmer
Shawna besides the brolic beak on her
At a glance a very poor mans Keke Palmer
I even see a bit of Rosario on her
I took a tally survey said Mario Chalmers
Nigga fuck it you Can't offend him if you want to
From a jive creed with a live feed up in the sauna
A high greed deprived breed
Who’s known for playing Words With Friends while he’s driving and he push 5 speed
So What's the point in plotting on a lead?
He’s a vagabond who couldn't snag a job on Indeed
In patent leather killing niggas with Sheeds
And I'm reproducing Phillip rivers with the seeds
Ayo switch siders ain’t enough to incite us
Hard to stomach it with diverticulitis
When the lights don’t blind that’s when a Ganga shines brightest
Effect on mine not in the slightest
They got us on the list now oh God
I got fifty on my wrist now oh lord
Damn it’s rubber bands but that shit go
Clams straight out the can with salt cured squab
Straight out the pan dark tan maillard
Old habits die hard
Like pounding shorty’s ass to a paillard
Albanian cats named Saiyad in the Izod
Get you clapped for your piece of the pie chart
This fly art cause a populous shift
Something nice to give ‘em an innocuous gift
A Ganga polite ain’t no knock to my chick
But see I rather fap with the Oculus Rift
[Verse 1: Matter ov Fact]
Ayo I met a mami who tasted like some edamame
When She put it on me I'm like I'm bout to catch a hommy
With the salami I slid into the beave calmer
And a second later a nigga face looked like Steve Balmer
Shawna besides the brolic beak on her
At a glance a very poor mans Keke Palmer
I even see a bit of Rosario on her
I took a tally survey said Mario Chalmers
Nigga fuck it you Can't offend him if you want to
From a jive creed with a live feed up in the sauna
A high greed deprived breed
Who’s known for playing Words With Friends while he’s driving and he push 5 speed
So What's the point in plotting on a lead?
He’s a vagabond who couldn't snag a job on Indeed
In patent leather killing niggas with Sheeds
And I'm reproducing Phillip rivers with the seeds