Earrings Off-Marco Polo/Rah Digga

Earrings Off (feat. Rah Digga) - Marco Polo [Intro] See, cute time is over I’m about to roll up my sleeves on these b**ches I’m about to take my earrings off Don’t make me take my earrings off Throw my hair back real quick Throw my Chucks on Quit playing with these motherf**kers [Hook] I’m on some Kung Fu Hustle sh*t Scream lady with no muzzle sh*t Y’all don’t really wanna tussle with Brick City, we be on that Bumpy Knuckles sh*t Or had ‘em boys turn into some real duffle sh*t [Verse 1] Shanks and hammers, now wait for the cameras Waste a lone gangsta, don’t need no bandannas Rhyme hard but those darts even harder Y’all talking about murders, but all I see is martyrs One, three, go—watch me blow Right past these niggas and these knock-kneed hoes I ain’t really need for the small talk, y’all walk that a way Baby don’t cry, [?] See I don’t want to have to get indignant Hollywood to Miss Urban in a minute, Nicole Kidman No smidgen of upbringin’, f**k swingin’ Guns by the waist, I’mma punch ‘em in the face [Hook] [Verse 2] This vaseline-on-the-face type music This badda-bing-in-your-face type music Y’all don’t want it with them born-again hooligans Type of b**ch that stab your a** with a [?] pen No metaphysical, more like mega-physical Too deep in this piece to let a typical Bum trick try to score one, I implore one A rain dance, but it won’t be a George one A rated-R, be a violence-and-gore one A Pharaohe-Monch-now-we-callin’-it-war one Get-trampled-before-they-get-out-the-door one Then I’m goin’ on a tour (One!) January, February, March, April, dag Some saying that I’m too hard, I think they just (Hey! Not supposed to say that word!) Too late—all these rappin’-a** faggots getting punched in the face [Hook] [Verse 3] I smell a rumble, welcome to the jungle Don’t be a smart-a**, cats be disgruntled Won’t be satisfied till one of us son you Russian mafia-style punk, do svidan-you Always been a little loud mouth foul mouth Third round, they already got the towel out I pow-wow with skateboarders and [?] Shits and giggles, all y’all do is take orders Huh! I play it under with abused b**ches You only here for my amuse, b**ches Give it your best shot, I take two of y’all You probably have better luck with a voodoo doll Look, not the hands, nope not the [?] Never get beatdowns ‘cept when I box with my mom You’re cool, I’m cool, hey chick, choose your fate We can have play dates or get punched in the face [Hook]