Ghetto Smaxx – MJ's lyrics

[Hook: Chris J Martian]
Got them mj's on and my black shades on
When I'm rockin' in the club man I hope the hate's gone
I'll be on my P Flyers
Coz I'm flyer than Mija
I'm a mutha... Blood sucker
Dracula the vampire, uh

[Chorus: Gensin Gee]
J's on my feet, J's on my feet
J's on my feet, I feel like me
J's on my feet, J's on my feet
J's on my feet, so get like me

[Verse 1: Gensin Gee]
Gensin Gee boy
Love in the air
When my niggas tried to make it like Sling feeling deep boy
Lighters in the air, middle fingers in the air
So I smoke Ziggy hard boy
Aint no nigga like Ghetto Smaxx
Coz you know we're the best boy
Flows in my blood, man I do for my niggas
Coz I run this beat boy
Boy I'm a boy coz I run this street boy
With my niggas right here boy
I kill this beat, coz I do it for my niggas T-West is the best boy
Holla at you boy
Niggas want be like when I'm rockin' Sindiloper
On the beat with my homies
Bands a make her dance
Just shake that booty, twerk uh
I can dodge a bullet, with my lil' nigga Coolex
Coz life is just too short
Every fucking thing that I thought
I told my niggas come forth
Everytime I try to blink

[Hook: Chris J Martian]

[Chorus: Gensin Gee]

[Verse 2: Sling Shod]
Immortal Sling Shod, huh
I had bitches on my circle
I fuck em till they turn purple
Niggas stuck in my screwing hood
And my haters needin' my fuckin' food
You stop rapping and look back
Only kings on this track
Rap levels on two channels
But 2 Chainz can't fit there
Sling: Hey Gensin maneh
Gensin: Hey Sling buddy
Sling: How you doing right there?
Gensin: I'm feeling good
Sling: How's Chris J Martian
Gensin: He's feeling life
Sling: But how you rockin' that stage?
Gensin: it's on fire
Sling: what! Wait! Wait a minute
Are you saying on fire?
Who you battling with?
Tell em nka moraya
To Rasta people say "More Fire"
To groups of... Nna se ke vaya
I got potential of being a good man
I swear I'm gonna work as hard as I can
You take ten percent the money that I earn
Then you will be my number 1 fan

[Hook: Chris J Martian]

[Chorus: Gensin Gee]

[Verse 3: Chris J Martian]
I got that swag you don't even know it
Some syrup you can't pour it
Your girl call me she snoring
Coz her man terribly boring
Turned on I'm so on it
Call Nina she horny, fuck her again tomorrow morning
Got Tunechi uoeno it
Uh! Droptop on my Maybach
Nigga don't you want the base
Kill y'all screw nine-eleven
Nigga I shoot the murder case
Love is an adventure
Leave that couple without a trace
I run msu, more niggas, more pace
Real niggas don't party (nah)
Ridin' round Bugatti
Take off kick the open air
I get higher(haiya!) like Karate
Call me Big Papi
Lead this shit like Marty
We swimming in the ocean
Ghetto Smaxx champagne poppin'

[Hook: Chris J Martian]

[Chorus: Gensin Gee]