Skunk Lyrics - Singles - Choclair

Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk 

Floatin' like a mile high 

Yeah, smoking trees 

Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk 

See, while you niggas flop ya gums 

I hop on the the Doogotty, pull back on the throttle 

Catwalk down Younge 

Think I, crash and burn? 

Looked on the ground 

Skid marks way out in a juked up swerve 

It's rock, 360 wheel back 

180 lift dust that I dever reach you can't get 

Tell you worldwide, it's T dot city 

Don't bling like he but the thick hang heavy 

Lambed out in the all black Chevy 

Sleek and stack, you can't see that 

Phantom menace, a feather in your presence 

And deprive your high rise, baby girl, and ya get it 

Niggas try to bomb our Trade Center 

You motherfucking bitch-ass niggas 

Calculate, calculative, intervention 

With a pistol in position to start thumping all 

All the homies on the streets start pumping all 

Fill up the streets with Sherm and heat 

Make 'em wiggle like worms, lift niggas out of they seat 

Shift 'em chest to feet, Canada, West to East 

Calicos might spread lead start ricocheting head to head 

I'm Kurupt Young Gotti bitch, heard what I said? 

Yeah bitch, eat a dick instead 

Get ya Pesos, take fallacio then slide 

(Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk) 

That's right 

Get ya Pesos, take fallacio then slide 

(Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk) 

That's right 

Elevate yo, peeps to know with this chi' 

(Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk) 

That's right 

Bouncin', movin', rockin', shakin' 

(That's right) 

It's just 'Nock, and K-U-R-U-P-T and 

On this lyrical high and moving to the music 

(When you be under the skunk) 

Choclair got ya high, and Young Gotti 

And don't bounce unless you can put it together 

(And moving to the music, under the skunk) 

See, red line and clutch push to the floor 

Pistons doin' like they grill you no more 

Ladies on the back of the floor 

Thinkin' I'm goin' kick it to 6, switch lanes drop it down into 4 

Meaning, all y'all comin' of the balls 

T dot comin' suave for y'all 

Kurupt spark the blunt for y'all 

While all y'all balls be sleepin' when the radio be playing your song 

See, can't help with that Suave Dawg 

I, I be when they wanna follow this stally 

I switched the whole game 

So the whole time they be following the same damn tree 

Confused? People tried to flop on me 

Thirty days Gold, "Ice Cold" 

(What?) 

Yo, y'all know who's, reppin' T dot 

When you see Choclair say, "What up, Chizznock?" 

Get up fast, touch your ass 

To hit some ass, so quick and so fast 

Ridin' slow, rock and move 

Two shot's of Hennessey, that's the remedy 

Movin', smashin', smashin' streets, streets 

Nigga bouncin', movin', rockin', shakin' 

Hun, niggas tried to rob my nigga 

Two semi's change is mine, my nigga 

Concentrate, 38 inter vision 

With pistols in position take flight like fishing 

Murder red ripples, then all cripple 

Fuck around and leave niggas cripple 

Chip a nigga motherfucking shoe with the full wind nickel 

Chrome nickel soar, like Mockingbirds 

Mocking my words, might chip niggas like Titanic, chip Icebergs 

Coming through on perv, dip, swerve 

Niggas got the nerve, niggas try and serve 

Swing like pendulums, perfect aim 

Separate, poetical purple rain 

Detonate, you niggas little as Eddie Kain 

Nigga, I me on Paul be on Hussein, motherfucker 

Get ya Pesos, take fallacio then slide 

(Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk) 

That's right 

Get ya Pesos, take fallacio then slide 

(Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk) 

That's right 

Elevate yo, peeps to know with this chi' 

(Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk) 

That's right