Hodgy Beats - Chris Sawyer Lyrics
Now, I got a story to tellAbout a boy from Dena that was pretty as hellNo homo but this kid had all the femalesDark skin around 6'2", enough detailAlways had the fitted and shoes was retailEvery click in Dena, this cat would trailCounterlight to his height, his face was frailHad a voice that didn't ring a bellThe legend is what they called him he *****ed cleanI guess everything isnt really what it seamsThe more misery the more he thinks about his dreamsAnd having the bling, because he never had the finer thingsThe only thing the legend was good at was basketballHe can shoot and make it from half court to basketballHe would play from broad day light 'til after darkAnd would play in the park until he saw the narcsThe position of the daughters on him like blood on sharksThe only thing they wanted to do was act tarkI guess the weed got to him when the castles pictured itCause he started talking crazy acting all ridiculousWhat happened to the kid was all so innocentHe even changed the group of friends that he was kickin withPutting his nose in something that he didn't even have no business inAfter a while he got gross he thought the world was shadyHe stayed with chicks at the house drivin him crazyThat was the problem with Chris and the ladiesCouldn't leave him alone now he havin a baby[Outro]He coulda been a doctor, he coulda been a lawyerThis is the story about Chris Sawyer
