Sydney Jones Songtext / Lyric

[Verse 2: Michael Da Vinci] Many nights I shot ball to lice
Cut off on flight so probably fell my life
My momma was probably right I fill shoes to height
That Kobe could fit ‘em tight these niggas here is light
To get ahead they living like parasites and mice
And pussy will make them fight, I’m be sippin' this fucking sprite
For fillers I couldn’t write my big homie had died
For niggas who living lies he’s six feet from life
I hope heaven treating him nice, why good die in spite?
When Sydney Jones get piped, she young, black, and trife
My light skin advice, she keep me hooked like Phife
My electric relaxation, her thighs give me escapism
With music make me anxious, nigga be all tasteless
Sometimes I feel like hatred will kill me if I do make it
Three stacks vacations, secluded living locations
Illest amount of payments to bank accounts that I’m making
Seasons changing for us and we adding a couple faces
These niggas get funny so Benjamin keep me racing
Everybody a actor wanna be the leading faces
So get your acting right the directors giving our placements

[Break: Michael Da Vinci & Isaiah Rashad]

My niggas die for it, she got that pussy juice
I could lie for it, that pussy the truth
You got some time boy, then get some pussy too
I’m the nigga baby, what that pussy do
My niggas die for it, she got that pussy juice
I could lie for it, that pussy the truth
You got some time boy, go get some pussy too
Give me that Sydney Jones pussy
I think them niggas need some motivation