thr3e1se7en - Dot Dot Curve

just finish this beat, man, it’s fucking morrow

(Yup, motherfucker, wassup?!)

You should get down on the Three One Seven track, man

let’s do that shit, let’s go

It’s slam down!

Three one seven!

Show your boys

Three one seven!

Stomp your feet

Up on the ground and make some noise!

Three one seven!

It’s slam down!

Three one seven!

Show your boys

Three one seven!

Stomp your feet

Up on the ground and make some noise!

Let me hear you say!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, let’s go!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, get down!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, let’s go!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, get down!

(King Beezy! Hahaha)

Yeah, all the scare to me and they call me the killing

You won’t want confrontation, beef is in the skillet

I am cooking, blazing everyday that I am on

Take you back old school, nigga, I’m the bomb!

Hahahaha!

Are you absurd?

And only getting more foolish here with Dot Dot Curve?

Indiana stand up

Haters need to man up!

I never understood how you could hate another man!

Get your own lane

Do your own thing

Cause if you cross up in my path

Yeah, your futures gonna get ugly!

So please don’t make their mistake

Other than that, yeah, umm, life’s great

It’s slam down!

Three one seven!

Show your boys

Three one seven!

Stomp your feet

Up on the ground and make some noise!

Three one seven!

It’s slam down!

Three one seven!

Show your boys

Three one seven!

Stomp your feet

Up on the ground and make some noise!

Let me hear you say!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, let’s go!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, get down!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, let’s go!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, get down!

(Haha, many beans!, check it, yeah)

Greatness if rockstars signing every chicks titties

Drunker than a bitch, can’t really get so many

Eenie meenie minie minus ones with no hineys!

I want em big so ex ones was too skinny

If I’m offendin anyone, that means you’re too defensive

I like to piss you off

So I play offensive!

White boy, white boy swag!

White boy, white boy briches

White boy, white boy swag!

White boy, white boy bitches

White boy, white boy music

So just take a listen

I am on a mission

So just let me finish

You not flame-resistant

So stay out the kitchen

This is so damn hyper

So don’t break this

It’s slam down!

Three one seven!

Show your boys

Three one seven!

Stomp your feet

Up on the ground and make some noise!

Three one seven!

It’s slam down!

Three one seven!

Show your boys

Three one seven!

Stomp your feet

Up on the ground and make some noise!

Let me hear you say!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, let’s go!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, get down!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, let’s go!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, get down!

Crazy, or stupid

I wanna hear you scream

I wanna mix a lil' rap, wit a lil' scene

Three one seven motherfucker get down!

Bust your arm bust your head and have your body knocked down

Psycho hooked-up with the Dot Dot Curve

Players on the track so you know they go berserk

My lips are like dynamite

I’m killin' the verse

People stuck around the city

There’s no need for a nurse

Try to blame me

I have you empty your pockets

And show you motherfuckers how fast the Glock is

white boy

white boy

till the day that I die

till the day that I die!

It’s slam down!

Three one seven!

Show your boys

Three one seven!

Stomp your feet

Up on the ground and make some noise!

Three one seven!

It’s slam down!

Three one seven!

Show your boys

Three one seven!

Stomp your feet

Up on the ground and make some noise!

Let me hear you say!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, let’s go!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, get down!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, let’s go!

Three one seven!

Motherfucker, get down!