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Holes (feat. Chico McGee) Video (MV)




Performed By: CMC
Language: English
Length: 2:18
Written by: Christian Clauson, Malik Lewis




CMC - Holes (feat. Chico McGee) Lyrics
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I'm spittin venom like a yellow spotted lizard
Dig your ass a hole make sure your rap is not considered
Big shit like Clifford
Exponential rhyme ripper
I become a wizard when the liquor hit my liver
Willy still been slick but you can bet that I been slicker
Claiming you the king In every rap you cap like skipper
I'm fly like zipper
I'm big like dipper
I'm having fun my plot gets thicker
Cunt punch for the fore play
Out front with a blunt but I laced it with propane
Made a maze In my corn flakes then I got lost
Had to call uncle jimmy for the blowcaine
Key bump then I'm okay
I got
Drug use in my genes like denim
I just need to feel free man like Bennett
F*ck it I man kinda wanna gas a little bit but I gotta save it for the Armageddon
You were never on my level
Still rep Medford ya I'm that ghetto
Movin light speed hit up Cheeko for a riddle
Hefe hit me wit a zanny and I broke it down the middle
Now I gotta slow down keep this shit simple
Add a pinch of salt
Just to piss em off
I'm a seasoned vet
Tote Kalashnikov
Talking hollow points
If I take a shot
Bet it's going in
Gotta get the win like a sailboat
Know we on point like elbows
Need the full metal for the ammo
Hopping out the choppa like Rambo
Giving L's out to all these see thru niggas going 'gainst my squad
Swear they hard and softer than them powder bricks that razors chop
Recipe for real
Gotta recipe to make scrill
On the road to riches
With more drive than 4 wheel
Pull up with a bad hoe like the ozone
Cup full of that Megan Good
Living good
My flows grown
So imma switch it up muhf*cka
Get bucks muhf*cka
That Milwaukee doe
That's what an old head told me
Tryna ball like Ginobili then cop a coupe sitting on Kobes
Tryna have more whips then Toby
Tryna be iced out wrist snowy
I got the drip drip no nose bleed
Lit like a candle she blow me
Wide awake
Sleep when I'm dead
Needed the dough now we baking the bread
They want the hoes gimme money instead
Gold on my teeth and designer my threads
Yea
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I'm spittin venom like a yellow spotted lizard
Dig your ass a hole make sure your rap is not considered
Big shit like Clifford
Exponential rhyme ripper
I become a wizard when the liquor hit my liver
Willy still been slick but you can bet that I been slicker
Claiming you the king In every rap you cap like skipper
I'm fly like zipper
I'm big like dipper
I'm having fun my plot gets thicker
Cunt punch for the fore play
Out front with a blunt but I laced it with propane
Made a maze In my corn flakes then I got lost
Had to call uncle jimmy for the blowcaine
Key bump then I'm okay
I got
Drug use in my genes like denim
I just need to feel free man like Bennett
F*ck it I man kinda wanna gas a little bit but I gotta save it for the Armageddon
You were never on my level
Still rep Medford ya I'm that ghetto
Movin light speed hit up Cheeko for a riddle
Hefe hit me wit a zanny and I broke it down the middle
Now I gotta slow down keep this shit simple
Add a pinch of salt
Just to piss em off
I'm a seasoned vet
Tote Kalashnikov
Talking hollow points
If I take a shot
Bet it's going in
Gotta get the win like a sailboat
Know we on point like elbows
Need the full metal for the ammo
Hopping out the choppa like Rambo
Giving L's out to all these see thru niggas going 'gainst my squad
Swear they hard and softer than them powder bricks that razors chop
Recipe for real
Gotta recipe to make scrill
On the road to riches
With more drive than 4 wheel
Pull up with a bad hoe like the ozone
Cup full of that Megan Good
Living good
My flows grown
So imma switch it up muhf*cka
Get bucks muhf*cka
That Milwaukee doe
That's what an old head told me
Tryna ball like Ginobili then cop a coupe sitting on Kobes
Tryna have more whips then Toby
Tryna be iced out wrist snowy
I got the drip drip no nose bleed
Lit like a candle she blow me
Wide awake
Sleep when I'm dead
Needed the dough now we baking the bread
They want the hoes gimme money instead
Gold on my teeth and designer my threads
Yea
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Writer: Christian Clauson, Malik Lewis
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