Chi Town Taurus

Lyrics

Shmacked (revised 7-28-19)


Money Slide... to the Left... I’m Caked Up... I’m the Guy that make it Snow... Stick you Up for your Jacob...

Money Slide to the Right... I’mma watch how you Shake Up... the Digiddy Don On The Deck... that’s why your Chic wanna Break Up...

Knockin’ back a Few dranks.... (This for Young Dolph Homey)... yea this for all the Real Homeys... (fu-fu-Fucc Jay Z)...

Di-di-di-Dope Boi Gang... up to No damn Good... (I’m the Ace Hood).... A$AP… I’m Cocky... yea the Squad wish you Would...

All the Jumpin’ Jack... divide and Conquer... I ain’t Eazy to Please... and I ain’t Heard nuttin’ in Years... that was made for the Geeez...

They all up in them Knicker Bockers... This for Gucci and Flaka... you probably use to watchin’ dudes fightin’ Over an Opera...

La-di-Da-di... Slangin’ nap sacks... (He sold’em some Crack)... like sellin’ dope could stop his Pussy ass from Soundin’ so Whack...

I wanna hear that Real Shhhh... that get you Fucced Up dude... that shhhh that turn the Ladies on and get you Sucked Up dude...




(I’m Schmacked)... got a bottle in the Air... Popped Open... (I’m Schmacked)... got a Philly in the Air I’m smokin’... (I’m Schmacked)... got some Ladies over there... I’m Scopin’... (I’m Schmacked)... Flyest chix In The Club I’m toastin’... (I’m Schmacked)... got a bottle in the Air... Popped Open... (I’m Schmacked)... got a Philly in the Air I’m smokin’... (I’m Schmacked)... got some Ladies over there... I’m Scopin’... (I’m Schmacked)... Flyest chix In The Club I’m toastin’...


V.2
My cousin Keith down in Pekin... crackas doin’em dirty... I sent a Kite... we McNeils... so we gon’ Ride for the Thirty...

And all my Guys on the Inside... it’s Money and Power... I’m on my Mozart... and bout to have a Champagne Shower...

I’m talkin’ Noah’s Ark... Sittin’ in The Ivory Tower... Saw my Future Crystal Clear... turn the Volume up Louder...

Yo’ what’ll make all of the Hustlers... wanna listen an Hour... if everybody Pushin’ Powder and wear the same ol’ Trousers...

So I laced the Drank Up... for my Guys in the Joint... took the Game at Knife Point... and put the Streets on Point...

From Sea to Shinin’ Sea... I got’em by the Jugular Vein... my Invoice and Inventory added Money and Fame...

The Bobble Headed Chix... hatchin’ plans to gimme some Brain... my Hypothalamus is tellin’ me to Go for the Train...

Chooo Chooo... yea Chalie... I’m a Ganja-Preneur... I got the Za and the Sex... pass me a Bottle Of Coors...



(I’m Schmacked)... got a bottle in the Air... Popped Open... (I’m Schmacked)... got a Philly in the Air I’m smokin’... (I’m Schmacked)... got some Ladies over there... I’m Scopin’... (I’m Schmacked)... Flyest chix In The Club I’m toastin’... (I’m Schmacked)... got a bottle in the Air... Popped Open... (I’m Schmacked)... got a Philly in the Air I’m smokin’... (I’m Schmacked)... got some Ladies over there... I’m Scopin’... (I’m Schmacked)... Flyest chix In The Club I’m toastin’...