Sunday, 8 January 2017

Winding Winds lyrics (dedicated to Davina/Pete Rock)



You know who it is...
...only nigga doin' it.

(verse 1)
P. R(ra)-O-C, and you don't stop. C-H-AR, and I'm so hot. No need to hold a glock when I roam on the block. Just lookin' for dome and twat. Whole lot of MCs like to bite. Well, I'm the iron type. And I'm trying to fight Iron Mike to slide inside of the brightest dime that I find. Bitch, TEN cents a minute...! Sprint to a phone! Call a nigga up! Think a nigga hatin' on you! Call a nigga bluff! I'm TELLING YOU TO THINK IT! IT'S IRRELEVANT TO THINK SHIT! I took over thinking (overthinking), now I'm the PRESIDENT of thinking, BITCH! (feels very guilty, then says) Make you proud of my Wicked Ways. Gettin' down, nigga! EVERY DAY! In a heavy way, forever a heavyweight! Bite the line, and you'll forever stay in my mind as a nigga who should separate themselves from life... when I hit you with the 9! Which could be my eyesight... or that little "permit" of mine. I ain't got a gun permit yet, but I learn from the best when it comes to making niggas turn into worm flesh. EAT THE DIRT! DAMN! A nigga used to speak in church... I eat the verses. Delete the best niggas to rap. End up depleting the best niggas to rap, whenever I'm in the sack. Ain't that about a BITCH?! Got you pickin' up your lip. Ain't a nigga spittin' better than this! You better be getting wetter than shit whenever I spit. UNGH! I'm in Heaven now. I dare God to tell me to step it down!

(hook)
Shawty keep winding on me.
Winding on me...
Ungh.
Shawty keep winding on me.
Winding on me...
She's not to be believed...

(verse 2)
No need to press reset. I entered your heart like I pressed "reflect", told you 'bout SEGA then I pressed EJECT! Let you figure it out. I made a mess. Unfortunately, they screaming "Charles, we don't be seeing none of that shit we reading on your blog. So beseech thee enough to speak of SEGA! We NEED the love!" Well, guess what? I gave you ALL OF IT! I ain't tryna call it quits, so if you ball a fist to deck a nigga? Check it niggas. I'm ALL OF IT! ALL OF Y'ALL! SO GET OFF MY DICK! (feels very guilty, then says) Too hard when I spit. ALL Y'ALL SHOULD QUIT! I'M BOSSIN' IT! With the bossest bitch. PR in this bitch. Not calling him a bitch, but we all know what it is...

(hook)
Shawty keep winding on me.
Winding on me...
Ungh.
Shawty keep winding on me.
Winding on me...
She's not to be believed...










I still love you Davina.
And your ass got FATTER!
DAMN!
(that ass is crazy, b.)
I'ma... lol let me chill.
Baby mama lookin' for a reason to cut my thingy off.














~follow the buzzards~

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