Cedric Benson Lyrics

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Tight like tension, Cedric Benson
Got a mask and a sword like I'm fencin'
I just made twenty bands in your trenches
Dope and the Xans, that be f**kin' up they senses
I be on some sin sh*t , I don't repent sh*t
Wanna get high, we gon' see how far a pitch get
F**kin with my whole d**k, she throw a whole fit
A thousand O's, b*t*h, I don't need no b*t*h


New dope in, smelling like a whole fish
New F&N, he about to throw sh*t
I got two b*t*hes likе it's Hocus Pocus
Ooh, yeah, still trying to focus
The way she suck it, it look likе she smoke it
I'm in her bum like the coke on they noses
Tragic, Hiroshima her femur
I'm hitting b*t*hes like all they names Tina
I f**k a b*t*h with a bone like femur
I give a b*t*h a codeine like the cleaner
I just parlay and I'm back like a teaser
AR's on me like Green Bay, the cheesers
Rule number one, I'm a leader
I get the black and white just like a lemur
I'm selling clean, but it's hot like a steamer
I put my team on your thot, she a teamer
I give her give and go like a roll, I do a hitch and go like a receiver
She get her dental up like I'm a dentist
Nibble on d**k, my lil' baby the teether
I took the top off like teaser
I keep a log like The Angry Beavers


Tight like tension, Cedric Benson
Got a mask and a sword like I'm fencin'
I just made twenty bands in your trenches
Dope and the Xans, that be f**kin' up they senses
I be on some sin sh*t, I don't repent sh*t
Wanna get high, we gon' see how far a pitch get
F**kin with my whole d**k, she throw a whole fit
A thousand O's, b*t*h, I don't need no b*t*h


One thousand in , that's a truckload, b*t*h
This shoot, whatever you do, trap open
Everybody copin'
Coke like, coke like, coke like copious
All white coats, Saint Nick, like Christmas
I would never kiss a bad b*t*h like Tristan
Never had a been had, has been
Coupe the color Aspirin
Grease just like Athens
Know I'm on the b*t*h just like Clay, just like Ca**ius
Know I told the b*t*h, "You can't stay, get your a**"
Know I told my chef, "It's fillet on my ba**"
When I'm in Miami , I stay with the flag
When I'm in L.A., it's 200 on the dash
Fettuccine bags, oh, yeah, straight gas
If you don't pay, then parlay on your a**
Yeah Rocawear, ooh, we don't never stare
It's a lot of bad b*t*hes over here, lotta girl
Oh my God, switchin' a**, ooh, yeah, musical chairs
Oh my God, bus pa**, ooh, this sh*t just ain't fair
I got molly, I got gla**, make my trap look like Claire's
Eat at Follies, I bust a**, I get green like a pear

Tight like tension, Cedric Benson
Got a mask and a sword like I'm fencin'
I just made twenty bands in your trenches
Dope and the Xans, that be f**kin' up they senses
I be on some sin sh*t, I don't repent sh*t
Wanna get high, we gon' see how far a pitch get
F**kin with my whole d**k , she throw a whole fit
A thousand O's, b*t*h , I don't need no b*t*h





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