Loer Velocity — A-Z lyrics

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I got
A story to tell. Want to hear it? Here it go
But never did you hear it come out the mouth of Loe. Judge
Wise, be observant is the way I seem to be
Listen as I run it down the line from A to Z
My afternoon acquaintance, Aisha, brought me pizza
From Ashford and, aft', I was all up in that ass
Always accessible, accredible to my arrest
Never sexual adherence, except by her appearance
This bad bitch and brunette from the backstreets of Bed-Stuy
I basked in her mornings as she bought her bra size
After bent backs and said byes, I hit the concrete
Corresponding creatively down cobbed street
Calmly, I caused the circumstance to collapse
Reciting down the line, I hit the block, giving daps
(What up, dawgs?) Nothing but this drill (Got the Dutch)
Dangling up the deuce, here come the neighborhood sluts
And everything’s everything with these skeets, for sheezy
‘Cause since he fed Eveready and hitting, that’s easy
She’s known in the hood for giving up free sucks
I’ll put the pressure on her. Thankfully, she sweet, fucks
I got
A story to tell. Want to hear it? Here it go
But never did you hear it come out the mouth of Loe. Judge
Wise, be observant is the way I seem to be
Listen as I run it down the line from A to Z
Forecasting a fuck frenzy about to unfold, I’ll
Finesse the final touch on a Dutch just rolled, and
At first, they tried to front, but you know how it goes
Slight gesture and then watch as the intensity grows. Got ‘em
Giggling. Now this ain’t gangster with the grime
But I get up on Felicia, sweet fucks from behind
Took the L out her hand, from her lips to mine
Hitting towards, humping as I hold her. Then I told her
I went with the impulse and insisted on it sly
Her input was my initiation was denied
She jokes to me in jest of «Why's and how is it a matter?»
And I get the gist, but it’s not justified
The jumpoff’s not that crucial anyway. I kindly
Clipped the L and then clapped on her hiney
Keeping her fake, we kept it moving down
Turned, then ran into Kyle and Lamont Kennedy
Here’s
The story I tell of insecurity, woes
Once some feelings get involved, you know how it goes. Judge
Wise, observe carefully what you see
Listen as I run it down the line from A to Z
Leaned
Back, laying low in my man Lamont’s Lincoln
Old-school hooptie, shit was always leaking
We were stopped at the light, laughing for the moment
Maxing with the music on, we didn’t see the omen
‘Cause peep the meanwhile, taking notice to the nonsense
Right across Lamont’s lady Maddie
Openly off limits to others officially
But peep miss prima donna pimping with Miss Porsche
That’s just. Both these bitches were quarters
And quacked a quick temper, from what I remember
Reluctant to react to where I didn’t think it registered
Lamont was stuck. Then, the brother, kind of sharp
He screamed across the street, «Suicide is ‘bout to start» ‘cause
It wasn’t really smart to get her caught up with his heart
Tainted tremendously, my man’s talk was terrible
But sitting in a truck was the ultimate unbearable
Let’s just call him Vain Van Damme
His usual vehicle’s a violet Trans-Am
But, anyway, Monty starts to whip on his woman
Wiling, dude broke the window and gets to whooping
Is what Vince explained, and, on the low, he’s Porsche’s ex
Next, Lamont gets right-crossed in his specs
Maddie’s yelling and yodeling to no avail
Zoning, called him a zero, and tossed the ring from Zales
Shit was wrong all the way around. You know we had to fuck homeboy up just,
just off of general principle. Haha
I got
A story to tell. Want to hear it? Here it go
But never did you hear it come out the mouth of Loe. Judge
Wise, be observant is the way I seem to be
Listen as I run it down the line from A to Z
Here’s
The story I tell of insecurity, woes
Once some feelings get involved, you know how it goes. Judge
Wise, observe carefully what you see
Listen as I run it down the line from A to Z