MorrisCode & Azide – Copycat VIP

MorrisCode & Azide – Copycat VIP Lyrics

Artist: MorrisCode & Azide
Song: Copycat VIP

Yeah, it’s Lox
This is dedicated to all those copycats
You just a motherf#ckin’ copycat
f#ck yo ambience, they call me Lox

Chances that you f#ckin’ with me, probably not
Ninja sh#t, karate chops
Like weak pallbearers, bo-bo-bodies drop
I’m obviously on some other sh#t, your squad is not

And all these suckers on my stick, I call ’em lollipops
Bark bark, feed ’em to the shark sharks
Top of the list, I get to haters like they aardvarks
f#ck with me, I got the plug like a car spark

Episode III, flow to you Jar-Jars
Bananas though, an animal
Crazy sh#t that make yo b#tch take a sabbatical
The young harlequin, got it like Rastafarians

Purple haze like Jimi’s on a guitar again
Ha-la-la-lucinatin’, I’m seeing stars again
But this ain’t Coachеlla an’ those ain’t holograms
What’s purple haze? You got mе purple dazed

I can’t even understand a single word you say
U-u-urban life, u-u-urban ways
Turn this b#tch to a spectacle like Cirque Du Soleil
What’s purple haze? You got me purple dazed

I can’t even understand a single word you say..
I, I-I-I- you just a motherf#ckin’- b#tch
You just a motherf#ckin’ copycat
Somebody tear these b#tches up, professor’s here

You know the Chatterbox forever rockin’ at your wheel
They sayin’ this Illuminati sh#t, puppeteer
Elevated, you ain’t even on the second tier
They kick cannabis, smokin’ like shit’s glamorous

Get in some sh#t, probably as quick as I slip out of it
Sick calibre, hustle like Lip Gallagher
Muzzle your chick ‘fore I get ruffled and flip out on her
Customarily built, you ain’t touchin’ the kid’s altitude

Travellin’ 239,000 miles dude, miles dude
Lunar status, to the moon and back
These b#tches sleepin’ on me but I’m used to that
Can’t tell me nothin’, yo b#tch can’t tell me nothin’

I leave with Gisele, they gettin’ f#cked like jelly stuffing
I can tell you crumblin’ cause you softer than a belly button
That’s why I can cook it up and all you do is smell the oven
I feel like every new release I drop, these rapper’s bite

It’s like I’m only here to feed you f#cking parasites
And what the labels feed me, I don’t have the appetite
And all you copycats can blow me like a f#cking bag of pipes
And what the labels feed me, I don’t have the appetite

Ha-Ha- Have the appetite, Ha-Ha- H-H- Have the appetite
And all you copycats can blow me
B-b-blow me, b-b-blow me, b-b-b-blow me
A-All you copycats can blow me like a f#cking bag of pipe
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From the album:
Endemic
Release Year: 2016