Softee Lyrics – Scimmy
Singer: Scimmy
Title: Softee
Yuh, listen
I need a big booty b#tch who brazilian
I’m standin’ out while they all be chameleons
I’m tryna be on an island like gilligan
Flickin’ my wrist, spicin’ hits like i’m cinnamon
Menacin’, killin’ him, synonyms
Start all this wack sh#t
These rappers all talk in the past tense
I could just write it, i’m spittin’, i light it up
Ignite the club, like some matches
Bruce wayne even sayin’ i’m batshit, crazy
She wanna f#ck around for the night? maybe
I got a lil’ bit of weed and a pillow for your knees
After that, van gogh like, painting
I’m a bozo is what i’m sayin’
Hoes all go low when my verse playin’
At home hit bowls, full stop gamin’
I’m just tryna (?) when that’s no raymond
f#ck yeah, man, i know that it’s actually ramen
I dictate the game like my last name was stalin
I’m puttin’ in work and i’m makin’ deposits
The way that i’m flippin’ these words is retarded
Can i say that?
Huh?
Oh, whoops
Yuh
I’m a softy little b#tch
That’s at least what you said
Always cryin’ for attention
b#tch, it’s all in your head
God damn, didn’t plan dissin’
But you always in my face tryna start sh#t, dawg, i ain’t with it
Makin’ up things but i’m too quick witted
And you f#cked like raven, i think i had a vision
I think i had a mission, to put you in submission
Precision in my words while you talk all fiction
Please quit the b#tchin’, bars like a prison
Wait a minute, y’all, let me ease off the tension, like woah
Slow it down, i’m drinkin’ too much, am i slowin’ down?
Slurrin’ my words, now i’m talkin’ to birds, but i’m feelin’ like i’m ’bout to go on out
Smokin’ in front of the novatel, i think that it’s time for show & tell
I’m back in this b#tch and i’m wrappin’ my dick and that p#ss# is box and i knock it out and i’m (?)
The boys are on deck and we bumpin’ the song
I’m pumpin’ and carvin’ the sauce and i’m on
You can just suck a dick, while i’m calm
Hang on my city like young king kong
For the love of god, don’t get a (?)
Like, want the rod, no (?)
I’m not ’boutta come through for the fourth time
Laced my dough, you can get it, yuh
Double tab, i’m just tryna get it on the map
613, tell me where you all at
Hella spicy while i’m cookin’ in the lab
So i gotta wrist wrist wrist wrist, then i dab
All caps when i’m writin’ because i’m bossy
I keep my b#tches like a hella glossy
Ain’t nobody gonna ever off me
I go hard but i serve softees, b#tch
Ooh
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