Cherybananapumpkinpie Lyrics - Andre Nickatina

You know I laugh like a fat king 

And when I rap it's like the sound when a gat sings 

Undercover, yea you know like butter 

Stretch like rubber 

I make sure payments like the ultimate cutter 

I stand like a statue in the church i feel cold 

Trapped like a cat wit a boat full of coke 

Tigas know I lie 

Cherrybananapumpkinpie 

This is how I run my life 

Razor sharp just like the knives 

Mics get hit from buller flavor i spit 

Chambers and clips can't offer me shit 

I get high as fuck when them MC's come 

But from dawn to dusk man I breaks em up 

Like booyah! What ya do now!? 

I can hear them freaks screamin Hoocha! 

From head to head 

dread to dread 

Lead to Lead 

Spread to spread 

Niggas be trippin when the endos gone 

Niggas be trippin when they womans gone 

Niggas be trippin when the moneys gone 

Thats why I rappin on the microphone 

What up, razor sharp 

Crack Raider 

Time to build my juice back up 

Like the curl of a banger in a compton cut 

How many niggas do i have to kill 

Before i go to the top of the hill 

Don't need to be alarmed because my game is tight 

You know i do it for the gods when i rock the mic 

You know i'm really wheel spinnin and my hammer keep bustin 

You be a fool and these cats i'm trustin 

Cold as ice he must be cold as steel 

I'm gon bury yo ass at the top of the hill come on 

Razor sharp 

Rap Raider razor 

Raider sharp 

Rap raider razor raider sharp 

A tiga like me can't hit the block 

Sucka mc's is like microphone cops 

Niggas know Nicky got a brain for glocks 

So when i think niggas come at they usual spots 

Nose stay red like the 1st reindeer 

Don't know where you goin but ya can't stay here 

Gotta hit the scene all stars and jeans 

Slip through the scene like vaseline cream 

Supreme being one man team 

The king diamonds wit the heart of his queen 

No matter the ride check it i'm gon lean 

Wit a hook that niggas aint seen since kareem 

I'm a fugitive gotta watch my step 

Suckas wanna kno where the rhymes is kept 

Check this out playboy hold ya breath 

I'm on the bay bridge they ain't caught me yet 

Goin ninetyyyy on the freeway chokin 

Aint no mystery to the weed we smokin 

Andre nickatina said show me some styles 

And check this out freak i'ma be right back 

I hate to be a whore but the worlds a pimp 

I'm tryin to tell my tigas man don't y'all simp 

Comin like a mack truck 

Miss me if ya foul skunk 

Represent the blunt when ya get tossed up 

Microphone flow like the caddy will rip 

And this sugar hill gang got me doin this so 

Razor sharp, rap raider razor sharp 

rap razor raider razor sharp......sharp