Issue No 126 Fiona Lyrics
Fiona by Issue No. 126
What? You know the Bronx is what I'm repping for
I may request a god and have him set in stone
Born up on the rock, I made a stepping stone
I took my first steps and made the metronome
I took my first breath and made a metaphor
Now I'm wrecking, wrecking every record in my rental, though
Make a living playing show and tell, I make a show, you go and tell
I been a pole, you go and tell, motherfucker
I ain't got time for the small talk
Tell 'em how I ball with the boss, we're coming for your daughter
Saying I'mma fall off, saying that I suck but they studying the formula
Skinny dude with tattoos and mad boots
O Clapp, that asshole is mad rule
Cash king, you cash out, your cash used'and cash rules
Oh, happy day, bitch, I'm like the Fonz
Snap my fingers quickly, I got bitches in my car
So alley up with that gas money
Either that or the ass, honey, this ain't a joke
I spit flows that will rearrange your hopes
These fuckers don't write, they just rearrange my chorus
I been great since the day'in the corner acting shook, look
I got the city on my back, the pearl in my backpack
'the who's who is in it, the realest prince, the cynic
My crown's thorn, my'
Converse lead the muddy tracks out of gold and socks
Looky ain't no rookie, bitches get a cookie
ATB, I did it all for the nookie
Shit is there for the taking so I took it
Bitches think I'm crazy 'cause I look it
You cannot replace 'em, we are not chase 'em
Let me keep it real that you be lucky just to face him
Lot of cats wanna roll with us
Same cats couldn't roll our blunts
Ain't no other cat like, but Otis Clapp'
There's more to rap than brass tires, we rap tightly
We caught the rap and caught the rise of the almighty
'you higher than bodyguard, I'm god for my broad
'I'm obviously important, potty mouth with a party'
She was the woman of my dreams
Now I see you in my nightmares
'Cause you wasn't what you seemed
Started thinking life is not fair
If I channel a whole other angle
Say I break hearts but they way too fragile
Say I'm too shallow, fuck it, don't matter
Why you so mad, hoe, fuck it, don't matter
Fiona, you move like a rhythm I ain't write yet
Gave it all up for some pussy that I might get
Might get, can you hear me really?
You ain't answer any calls, you probably busy
Probably out picking guys, comparing them to I
I just wanna talk, yo, I swear I ain't gonna lie
Then you pull up wearing something booed up
'baby, come home but baby's not a baby anymore
She probably made a few new friends, had a few new ends
But knew she had to cut her off when you moved in
Now she looking with a blank stare and it's quite clear that the feeling's not there
'new best man, I'm happy
It's how you taking all the different persona
Used to be me and Fiona, me and Fiona
Me and Fiona, feeling like I don't even know you
Used to be me and Fiona, me and Fiona
When I see you now I'm reminded
The better days are behind us
Did you find it? girl, did you find it?
Fiona
I may request a god and have him set in stone
Born up on the rock, I made a stepping stone
I took my first steps and made the metronome
I took my first breath and made a metaphor
Now I'm wrecking, wrecking every record in my rental, though
Make a living playing show and tell, I make a show, you go and tell
I been a pole, you go and tell, motherfucker
I ain't got time for the small talk
Tell 'em how I ball with the boss, we're coming for your daughter
Saying I'mma fall off, saying that I suck but they studying the formula
Skinny dude with tattoos and mad boots
O Clapp, that asshole is mad rule
Cash king, you cash out, your cash used'and cash rules
Oh, happy day, bitch, I'm like the Fonz
Snap my fingers quickly, I got bitches in my car
So alley up with that gas money
Either that or the ass, honey, this ain't a joke
I spit flows that will rearrange your hopes
These fuckers don't write, they just rearrange my chorus
I been great since the day'in the corner acting shook, look
I got the city on my back, the pearl in my backpack
'the who's who is in it, the realest prince, the cynic
My crown's thorn, my'
Converse lead the muddy tracks out of gold and socks
Looky ain't no rookie, bitches get a cookie
ATB, I did it all for the nookie
Shit is there for the taking so I took it
Bitches think I'm crazy 'cause I look it
You cannot replace 'em, we are not chase 'em
Let me keep it real that you be lucky just to face him
Lot of cats wanna roll with us
Same cats couldn't roll our blunts
Ain't no other cat like, but Otis Clapp'
There's more to rap than brass tires, we rap tightly
We caught the rap and caught the rise of the almighty
'you higher than bodyguard, I'm god for my broad
'I'm obviously important, potty mouth with a party'
She was the woman of my dreams
Now I see you in my nightmares
'Cause you wasn't what you seemed
Started thinking life is not fair
If I channel a whole other angle
Say I break hearts but they way too fragile
Say I'm too shallow, fuck it, don't matter
Why you so mad, hoe, fuck it, don't matter
Fiona, you move like a rhythm I ain't write yet
Gave it all up for some pussy that I might get
Might get, can you hear me really?
You ain't answer any calls, you probably busy
Probably out picking guys, comparing them to I
I just wanna talk, yo, I swear I ain't gonna lie
Then you pull up wearing something booed up
'baby, come home but baby's not a baby anymore
She probably made a few new friends, had a few new ends
But knew she had to cut her off when you moved in
Now she looking with a blank stare and it's quite clear that the feeling's not there
'new best man, I'm happy
It's how you taking all the different persona
Used to be me and Fiona, me and Fiona
Me and Fiona, feeling like I don't even know you
Used to be me and Fiona, me and Fiona
When I see you now I'm reminded
The better days are behind us
Did you find it? girl, did you find it?
Fiona