On The Dl Lyrics

On The Dl lyrics

So here it is  

 fuck it  

 friends or no friends I had enough bullshit  

 to last me clear to the ends of my term  

 I hate worms  

 so I'ma bring in the fish  

 and induce my backhand  

 to refrain from my fist  

 yeah I wish that I change  

 then I could shed all the (main)  

 you trippin' on my ego  

 but all my shit is sustained  

 order order  

 I cross the border for a spot in the sun  

 I'm so down with myself  

 bitch I could chill as a bum ho hum  

 drum  

 I'm so burnt that I'm beat  

 I got my fears on my nerves  

 and the crowd on my feet  

 the only one who has my (back) is me  

 in reality, see  

 I'm constantly fightin heavy  

 when we journey through the sea  

 oui oui monsieur  

 I'm true to the game  

 I believe my friends you (slip) me  

 I might have the ego but you'll tell me who're trippin'  

 I know  

 and it shows  

 I can look at your nose  

 and just tell that you're effected by the e-g-o  

  

 on the downlow  

 (x3)  

  

 I woke up in the mornin' to a girl who's butt's soft  

 gotta brush my teeth  

 clean my nuts off  

 put on the gear that I'ma wear throughout my day  

 but before I take a shower I ain't ashamed to say  

 when I think of the night before, and the heat of passion  

 your big brown booty  

 my mind starts flashin'  

 I'm lookin' in the mirror with my cock on rock  

 should I pursue to do you  

 or just stroke my knot  

 while my girl is asleep  

 I'm caught in a jam  

 went to the bathroom  

 with cocoa-butter in my hand  

 closed the door behind me  

 locked it very tight  

 thinkin' of all the naughty things we did last night  

 slipped out my underoos sat on the toilet bowl  

 and let the hand I hold the mike with  

 take control  

 closed my eyes tight so it would seem more real  

 I'm thinkin' about the crazy ways you made me feel  

 as my thoughts get deeper  

 and a little more intense  

 if you don't know what comes next  

 well you're just too dense  

  

 on the downlow  

 (x3)  

 [man you Pharcyde y'know what I'm sayin dude, this is it  

 man damn, Tre]  

  

 he's chasin' me  

 scrapin' my knee on the cement  

 is what I did  

 what dug  

 look under the rug  

 and I got it  

 hit him in the heart with my (night struck a) slug  

 but no  

 this nigga had to go  

 peep this  

 I was asleep  

 he climbed in my window  

 grabbed me around the neck  

 said scream and you're dead  

 I thought it was the devil  

 'cause his face was glowin' red  

 he was a brother  

 but this brother had the devil in his eye  

 he was out to get i-m-a-n-i  

 first I (took) my trigger finger with a wiggle  

 the devil jumps into my eyes and then I giggle  

 in the back of my head  

 you know Imani feels no shame  

 I've got my nine I said  

 with my millimeter go bang  

 I got him  

 he's crippled so he crawls across the floor  

 he's bleeding everywhere and now he's reachin' for the door  

 bang bang bang  

 yep I got 'im again  

 his story's soundin' sad  

 like the movie Ben  

 but um  

 anyway I'm just protectin' my shit  

 'cause if it wasn't me he's killin'  

 then my moms mighta got it  

 it's on the downlow  

 don't tell nobody I killed him all right?  

  

 on the downlow  

 on the downlow  

 on the downlow  

 'cause you should know  

 (x2)  

  

 flip fly caught you soarin sky high  

 but a  

 fly slip wash you up fly drip my  

 eyes cry  

 tears fear  

 a baby eagle seagull shit falls quicker than a local hero  

 zero from zero leaves nothin'  

 now ain't that somethin'?  

 and all this time you been wantin' somethin'  

 for nothin'  

 the crew has pushed your button 'cause your frame is on recall  

 the homeys kick the (fact) 'cause its wack to let you fall  

 (why doesn't what) you're rollin in the 'hood  

 so niggas that don't wantcha  

 and you're fucked  

 crazy fucked  

 like the slut Heather Hunter  

 (with me) the one that punches shit  

 I know you'll get the pick  

 with the cars and the girls  

 and the ego and the loot chief  

 I'll make this brief  

 I'd be lyin through my teeth  

 if I told you you was dope  

 and your benefits was reaped  

 from my ego  

 those (libro) kids are creepin' with the steel  

 and you're cappin'  

 'bout this rappin'  

 and they're cavin' in the grille  

  

 on the downlow  

 on the downlow  

 on the downlow  

 'cause you should know  

 'bout the downlow  

 on the downlow  

 on the downlow  

 'cause you should know