Tommy Genesis Lyrics

Shania Gomez

on club papi

Don't get it?
Stick up your ears when I'm talking to you
Came to the club like a was print
And depressed for you
Diamonds on my neck
But they wasn't for cheese
My pussy all sweat
But it wasn't for D

Yeah, we talk for a minute
'Bout the bees and the flees
But you hear my man fake it
That it wasn't the trees
So many women tend to hick off the blood in your chart
You role your sleeves up
That hickory bop
Just 'cause yo' skin ain't white
And your man is polite
Doesn't mean to make you better
Than that chick of the night
Keep those rude affairs for your day dreams
Don't step on my shoes with your mainstream
But lets not put the bucket on the hickory bop
'Cause it sounds so good
When he understood
I ain't talkin' 'bout a race
Or a typ'a way
Small and intellective parents
Scared her over her brains
Girl gets to thinkin' that she's only as good
As the tree that she been growin' up
Snaggin' inside her hood

(chorus)
In my castle in the sky
With one eye open
Bunny clouds hop out
With pink smoke blowin'
Heard from a friend that you dream of me
Heard he takin' pills
Said that he can't sleep (muaah)

He think twice this time
Before he come to me
Because last time he thinkin' that he come with me
With all this talk of chicken
I ain't tastin' the bone
With all this talk of love
He ain't getting in my home
With my sleeves rolled up
Put my pinky in the stew
When the shows been off
But since the day that we
But, I won't reflect on the rejects
If I didn't believe in the pretence

Girl, ya' head stuck up
Snuck up inside ya' hood
With ya' draw' string
Pants low
Whip under the wood
You really think I'm scary?
Or are you just embarassed
That the lonely soldier who hides from the warren is back
Pow pow goes the banger
My name's on the list
Lieutenant of the pack
Imma show you how to pick, yeah

(chorus)
In my castle in the sky
With one eye open
Bunny clouds hop out
With pink smoke blowin'
Heard from a friend that you dream of me
Heard he takin' pills
Said that you can't sleep (muaah)

If you judge me by my ex
Than we ain't getting nowhere
So imma slip you free passes
But whatever happens there
See it's not your reputation
That is booting me off
It's the mass afiliation
With the size of your, brain
Hate to break it to you
But you telling your mates
That you can get me
To even fuck me
Have my pussy and dreams
But you forget one thing
That they always forget
I got a kitty, puppy, goldfish
But my man ain't no pet

Hope you don't die from the sickness
Back down as your life as a witness
Pow pow goes the gun
Send my pack to the woods
And I'll be back to pop it up when that woman looks kush