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47 Roman - Eureka Lyrics



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Eureka
Forty
Seven
Duck, duck before you ask for a feature
I'm an imminent creature
Creeping on top of the bleachers
Can't fit in my sneakers
Eureka, turn a badman to a diva
Uh, turn a badman to a diva
Uh, turn a badman to a diva
Uh, turn a badman to a diva
Eureka, Eureka
Can't fit in my sneakers
I'm telling you, whack ass niggas to get out my way
You can't hop on my track or hop on my wave
I want you to drown
Nobody to save you
Know I abhor
I'm doing more than hate you
Spend a little minute just counting up digits
The world in my hands and it spin like a fidget
I ain't got time for no bros
No time for no hoes
I ain't got time for you bitches
Ridicky, ridicky
Some of you niggas trade down for a penny
Your mom for a benny-frank
F*ck what you think
And f*ck what you talking about
I'm the king of the north
Blazing a torch
Flame anything that's made in a force
Do it from top of my tower
From comfort of robe while I wait for my shower
I'm sick of you cowards
You act like a Bowser, but really a bitch
I google your name and that's on the browser
What's really the power
I am the man of the hour
I am the man of my words
Sharpening sword and loading up clips
When I'm letting it rip
It's splitting your wig and blowing your mind
All at the same time
Put 30 on 9
Pumping up gas
You niggas are ass
You trashing your clock
I mean wasting your time
I'm giving you 10 while you hide behind 9s
Back from the dungeon
Endorsement for hundreds
Don't worry about who I'm in love with
Bring back lyrics with substance
Instead of artists on substances
Always backwards hustling
Bitch
Yeah
That's the type of shit that I like to do
Just to..
Get everything moving
In motion, the blood flowing
Duck
Duck when you ask for a feature
I'm an imminent creature
Creepin' on top of the bleaches
Can't fit in my sneakers
Eureka
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Eureka
Eureka
Can't fit in my sneakers
Duck
Duck 'fore you ask for a feature
I'm an imminent creature
Creeping on top of the bleaches
Can't fit in my sneakers
Eureka
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Eureka
Eureka
Can't fit in my sneakers
Duck
Duck 'fore you ask for a feature
I'm an imminent creature
Creeping on top of the bleaches
Can't fit in my sneakers
Eureka
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Eureka
Eureka
Can't fit in my sneakers
Duck
Duck 'fore you ask for a feature
I'm an imminent creature
Creeping on top of the bleaches
Can't fit in my sneakers
Eureka
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Eureka
Eureka
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Eureka
Forty
Seven
Duck, duck before you ask for a feature
I'm an imminent creature
Creeping on top of the bleachers
Can't fit in my sneakers
Eureka, turn a badman to a diva
Uh, turn a badman to a diva
Uh, turn a badman to a diva
Uh, turn a badman to a diva
Eureka, Eureka
Can't fit in my sneakers
I'm telling you, whack ass niggas to get out my way
You can't hop on my track or hop on my wave
I want you to drown
Nobody to save you
Know I abhor
I'm doing more than hate you
Spend a little minute just counting up digits
The world in my hands and it spin like a fidget
I ain't got time for no bros
No time for no hoes
I ain't got time for you bitches
Ridicky, ridicky
Some of you niggas trade down for a penny
Your mom for a benny-frank
F*ck what you think
And f*ck what you talking about
I'm the king of the north
Blazing a torch
Flame anything that's made in a force
Do it from top of my tower
From comfort of robe while I wait for my shower
I'm sick of you cowards
You act like a Bowser, but really a bitch
I google your name and that's on the browser
What's really the power
I am the man of the hour
I am the man of my words
Sharpening sword and loading up clips
When I'm letting it rip
It's splitting your wig and blowing your mind
All at the same time
Put 30 on 9
Pumping up gas
You niggas are ass
You trashing your clock
I mean wasting your time
I'm giving you 10 while you hide behind 9s
Back from the dungeon
Endorsement for hundreds
Don't worry about who I'm in love with
Bring back lyrics with substance
Instead of artists on substances
Always backwards hustling
Bitch
Yeah
That's the type of shit that I like to do
Just to..
Get everything moving
In motion, the blood flowing
Duck
Duck when you ask for a feature
I'm an imminent creature
Creepin' on top of the bleaches
Can't fit in my sneakers
Eureka
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Eureka
Eureka
Can't fit in my sneakers
Duck
Duck 'fore you ask for a feature
I'm an imminent creature
Creeping on top of the bleaches
Can't fit in my sneakers
Eureka
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Eureka
Eureka
Can't fit in my sneakers
Duck
Duck 'fore you ask for a feature
I'm an imminent creature
Creeping on top of the bleaches
Can't fit in my sneakers
Eureka
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Eureka
Eureka
Can't fit in my sneakers
Duck
Duck 'fore you ask for a feature
I'm an imminent creature
Creeping on top of the bleaches
Can't fit in my sneakers
Eureka
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Uh
Turn a badman to a diva
Eureka
Eureka
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Writer: Na'zir Sims
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Language: English
Length: 2:58
Written by: Na'zir Sims

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