Lupe Fiasco - Thot 97 Lyrics
Mmm, yeah, thot 97, nigga, heyMasterpieceThreaten these niggas like the bad policeThis the word of God from the pastor cheeksAnd you can take a bath in the wrath of leeks, sir, baptizeGive a nigga my rap ties, metaphor, reservoir dog got cat livesYou can flip a coin, heads or tails, my nigga, bet it lands on the flat sideAlways be a winnerYou can be a mack, nigga, I'mma be a printerYou can be a fat nigga, I'mma be a sprinterTop of the world, nigga, you can ask KennaTress, got the paper, nigga, timberTimber, timber, timberTimber, timber, timberYou gotta have principles, Skinner, SkinnerOr I'mma be the fat nigga, treat the finish line like a dinner timeAnd put on for my city like a Windy City wintertimeFor as long as a [?], nigga wanna feel a really pretty titty line, woo!Now let's say I get carjackedNiggas like, "That's your new shit? Got that from who, shit? That look like Lu shit"Then they bring the car back like it's EnterpriseTurnt when I was 18, had to start attackin' when I was 25Nigga had the 9 at 14, I had the stupid V when I was 29And I keep 30 in the 34, and I can hit the 10 like 20 timesNigga had the fifties by the tubes, and you can count to 10 'bout 20 times!Thot 97Thot 97That's a hundred round clip and I shot 97And I shot 90 weapons, what it doin'?Thot 97Hundred in the chain and the watch 97And I keep it hunnid like three moreAnd I'm feelin' like a boss, like EbroThot 97The coupe brand new but the drop from '97I treat your top 10 like my bottom 97Man I was in the trap house, nigga, watchin' 9-11Real shit, ain't see the first one hit, but I watched 'em fly the second[?] get slayed, like a nigga flyin' presentsWho put the flyest tapes in your fireplace?I'mma tell you now, nigga, I ain't even tryna waitNigga 'fore you waste my time, I'mma tell you right nowFahrenheit had niggas on the fire 'scapes, woo!Superman, Batman, Space Ghost, Mighty Mouse, nigga all kinda capesTetsuo Season drop when it drop, nigga I don't even know the dateThot 97Thot 97That's a hundred round clip and I shot 97It's a hundred in the chain and the watch 97, what we doin'?Thot 97Thot 97And I keep it hunnid like three moreFeelin' like a boss, like Ebro
