Artist: Lil B Album: 05 Fuck Em (Mixtape) Song: Licks and Ducktape Typed by: AZ Lyrics Lil B, I'm really thugged out You know the streets really fuck with me And even if they don't, I don't give a fuck I'm still yelling Waterfront All my niggas dying I'm still on the block holding red lighters I keep hearing sirens, but it's no fires I hold my niggas down on them cold nights More respect, my back hurting My life not working A whole lot potential It's all instrumental I'm married to the pencil If you slippin then I'm watching, guarantee we hit you This my last chance My last dance My last five dollars My last package Every time I hit licks I got so happy Niggas kept on snitchin I hit em' with the ratchet (Bang) You know what I'm saying 05 fuck em Only thug stories, you feel me? You probably in the hood right now, you feel me? You might be in the mansion getting money, you feel me? This thug shit nigga connected nigga I hit so many licks I got traumatized at a early age Traumatized, I was making suckers feel pain with that dirty hairy How the fuck I'm gon' eat with no damn chairs? Eating french fries in them paper bags I need dope bitch, and I need it fast Fast cash slow money, I seen it before I was posted at the store Niggas posted, hating on me Bitch, you supposed to hate me Bulletproof never that One love bitch to the all the homies You know what I'm saying, I'm merking I'm merking and I'm going shopping, after I'm a' murk and then I'm a' go shopping right after I got a lot of bitches Niggas understand this, when you a real thug When you really Based Shout out to Lil B man That's all I'm a say 05 Fuck Em'