STEP BACK! (VOODOO SHIT)

Terror Reid

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    If youza punk bitch, listen up
    What it do
    Dynamo
    Slow [?] on the mic for sure
    We do it big out here son
    See, that's how you do
    Where you at
    R-E-I-D
    You punk bitch
    What it mean?
    Bitch you tell me what it mean
    Look

    Quiet down, the boss boutta speak
    And word on the street is, “he came from tha undaneath”
    Knockin' boots of ya feet man, he kinda neat
    Enough to go around so pull up a seat
    Y'ain know 'bout the power I bestow
    I pop and Adderall and my eyes start to glow
    And when I’m in that shit, yo, I float like a boat
    Might open up a store cuz these fools always want some more
    Don’t get it twisted man, this kid cuckoo
    He prolly fuck with voodoo
    You say you know but the never knеw you
    I'm finna show 'em how I do, dude
    The rap guru
    And if thеre’s static bitch, I'm runnin' through you
    Cuz yo
    Reid higher than a double jump
    I wrote this shit off a bump in 2 minutes and it still slump
    Now close ya eyes, and keep that bunk shit behind me
    And if you really want it G, you know where I’ll be

    (So where you at?)
    I’m in the Eames leaned back (Right)
    Ain’t got a dolla' for yo ass, step back
    These suckaz new (True)
    Its like they still got a tag, what’s up with that?
    I give the game a bubble bath
    No matter what they want, ima kick 'em in the ass (Zip)
    Give 'em a zap
    These fools giving me a rash (Yeah)
    The illest mofucka ya ever gon’ see (Ya ever gon’ see)
    You know who it is so mothafucka come and find me

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    Oooo this dude a boss
    Reachin' for the mic like them hoes reachin' for his balls, man he can do it all
    I heard them say they seen him floatin' through walls
    Makin the calls, double dippin’ in all the sauce
    Affirmative, y'ain’t heard of this
    He always curve a bitch, man this boy don’t ever quit
    And now he’s taking down the building you living in
    Then dig ya out just to peep the fit he did it in
    Sick, Nasty
    Pullin in with a bitch lookin real classy
    Peep how thick the ass be
    Off them pills got me feelin greater that the Gatsby
    Hit the gas, cuz ya ass ain’t ever gonna pass me
    Damn straight, now where you tryna play?
    I got some bitches mane and they sippin' tanqueray
    And if you tryna do it, try to do it just like this
    I'm in the kitchen showin' these chumps where the spice is

    (So where you at?)
    I’m in the Eames leaned back (Right)
    Ain’t got a dolla' for yo ass, step back
    These suckaz new (True)
    Its like they still got a tag, what’s up with that?
    I give the game a bubble bath
    No matter what they want, ima kick 'em in the ass (Zip)
    Give 'em a zap
    These fools giving me a rash (Yeah)
    The illest mofucka ya ever gon’ see (Ya ever gon’ see)
    You know who it is so mothafucka come and find me

    Ya bitch (I’m in the Eames leaned back, right)
    Its ya boy
    ([?] I be back)
    We back in it
    (And boy this is just the beginning)
    (You [?] as fuck) (Shit)
    DYNAMO, whatchu know?
    Y'ain't seen this one from a mile away
    Prolly more
    You ain't gon' see dis shit in store

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    Composition: Getter and Terror Reid

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