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Amuse - Ether Lyrics

[Intro]
It's MJL, ho

[Chorus]
Spinnin' yo' block in that creeper
Walk down, holdin' that stick like the reaper
We in the Jeep, lookin' for tweakers
Ain't tryna sell no more features
Look at my hip where I'm reachin'
That's a Glock 26, that ain't no beeper (Fuck nigga)
Have my young niggas come eat ya
Nigga want beef, think he Nas, he get ether

[Verse 1]
I get that work, yeah, I'm pushin' that grade A
Don't fuck wit' 12, I pull up wit a AK
Chopsticks, beat up the body like reggae
Phone chirp, I get the work off like vacay's
Bitch, I got shooters, shooting like Boston
Bought a new Glock, it look awesome
Blow out the opps, keep walkin'
I get the work, so the cops keep stalking
Money keep callin', but I ran up the work 'cause I re-up too often
Big M-16 in the closet, you can catch 3:16's like Austin
You got the pack, I'ma take that like Diddy
Who got the gas? Take it all, leave you shitty
I got a flight takin' off to your city
Touchdown with inside of packs, and get busy
Get hit in yo' knees and yo' legs if you runnin' off
Got hella body parts fallin' off
I need the check, I ain't callin' off
Big drum, hot shit, make that boy somersault
Smokin' on exotic Runtz got me dizzy
And we ain't doin' no fronts, so don't hit me
Choppa got kick like a punt, do you get me?
Choppa got kick, that bitch come wit' a 50
Totin' that wop, totin' that Uzi
You hold the strap, you look goofy
I got a MAC with the coolant
20 in that, turn yo' block to Jacuzzi
Turn that boy into a smoothie (For real)
Fuckin' wit' me, turn yo' life to a movie
I sippin on red and you sippin' on Ritalin
Stick hit yo' head, that bitch riddlin'
[Verse 2]
It ain't no tale what I do for them Benjamins
40 suplex you just like Shelton Benjamin
Then go to court and plead innocent
Niggas be bitches, niggas just deepthroat
I put a .30 round under the Evo'
You catch me pullin' some shit out the peacoat
I got a big gun and a big ego
Walk in the club and I'm fresh off a payday
I'm throwin' dubs on them bitches like Dae Dae
I'm in the kitchen, fuck 'round and get filleted
Heard your lil' bitch want fuck, but I delay
Her nigga think he a psycho
We whack that boy and run off like a cycle
We rock that boy, now we up like the Eiffel
These niggas runnin' behind me like Michael

[Bridge]
Smoke a punk
Like a front
Like some runts
Like a blunt
Light yo' ass up like a wood
Put yo' ass out when I'm done
Ayy, nigga get in where you fit in
Make you fit inside the trunk
Throw a fit, I hit yo' fit
And know my shit slam like a dunk
Came with that drum
[Chorus]
Spinnin' yo' block in that creeper
Walk down holdin' that stick like the reaper
We in the Jeep, lookin' for tweakers
Ain't tryna sell no more features
Look at my hip where I'm reachin'
That's a Glock 26, that ain't no beeper (Fuck nigga)
Have my young niggas come eat ya
Nigga want beef, think he Nas, he get ether