Credits
Lyrics
Money Music
Press
Pressa Pressa Pressa Ok
I'm fuckin' up my city
Like tsunamis
And I can change her world
Like Marcus Garvey
She like all them **** broke
And I'm like pardon me
And I done rubbed off on her
She like Part of me
Teach her how to cook my dope
She think she chef king
Hit it with that free base
Feel like I stole base
Back then I had the shotty
Fuck a base bat
And Pressa got more hits
Than a base bat
Teach her how to cook my dope
She think she chef king
Hit it with that free base
Feel like I stole base
Back then I had the shotty
Fuck a base bat
And Pressa got more hits
Than a base bat
Mama told me that these
Beggars can't be picky
And I could make a dollar
Out of fivty
And I just fed my dog
And now He bit me
Two shots out the pump
Will make him pricky
She's like good new
Daddy let her approve it
I'm blowin' out her back
To my new shit
Tell me how I hit it
Once and then my mood switch
I'm like two seconds
'Bout to lose it
All my life been runnin' round
And in 'n out of Sam and Tony's
Like back then I was cooler
Than the cool kids
Mouth gold grade six
Before Rap city famous
She mad I took her friend
That she came with
Can't catch me on a date
Cos I don't hold hands
And never once you catch Pressa
Go run back
And I be runnin' shit
Like I'm a quarterback
And they be like there there he go
I feel like Kodak
And I be cookin' up
Like the professor
He behind on homework
Tell him catch up
And why he put the bread
In the freezer
I got ketchup on my rice
I'm kinda weird huh
I lost my homie
Off a feature
He in d-league
I'm a leaguer
She'll be lyin' if she say
I look familiar
And she look ten times better
In Brazilian hair
And it could get messy
Like a rough draft
I got numbers in my phone
All type of contacts
If they don't see the wave
They need some contacts
Daddy's at my door
I never ordered that
I'm fuckin' up my city
Like tsunamis
And I can change her world
Like Marcus Garvey
She like all them **** broke
And I'm like pardon me
And I done rubbed off on her
She like Part of me
Teach her how to cook my dope
She think she chef king
Hit it with that free base
Feel like I stole base
Back then I had the shotty
Fuck a base bat
And Pressa got more hits
Than a base bat
Teach her how to cook my dope
She think she chef king
Hit it with that free base
Feel like I stole base
Back then I had the shotty
Fuck a base bat
And Pressa got more hits
Than a base bat
Written by: Quinton Gardner
