Lancey Foux – RESPECT Lyrics

Chyeah, chyeah

I’ll show you respect, yeah
Left foot, right foot, one to the head, yeah
Left hook, right hook, on to the deck, yeah
Stab him, sleep him, walk in there, yeah
V-12 leakin’, big exhaust (Huh?), yeah
Beat off leadin’, man in the morgue, yeah
GT, Turbo, I’m in the Porsche, yeah
Speed off, burn off, suttin’ got tortured

Sex, money, I need some more, yeah
Take a chance, I can afford to take a chance
My baddie bi like sayonara
Ferrari you drivin’ South of France
They preein’, they schemin’ and tryin’
Tryna get their eye on my ting, but they can’t
Cardiac arrest on my neck and it froze up my chest
I think I broke my heart (Chyeah)
The bad ting fumble the passa
Hit her in Paris and I told her, “Au revoir”
I don’t give a fuck who’s next, I’ll show you now
Big boy pow, big boy cash (Chyeah), big boy, wow
You can’t take back gyal from big boy (Chyeah)

I’ll show you respect, yeah
Left foot, right foot, one to the head, yeah (Bow)
Left hook, right hook, on to the deck, yeah (Woo)
Stab him, sleep him, walk in there, yeah
V-12 leakin’, big exhaust, yeah
Beat off leadin’, man in the morgue, yeah
GT, Turbo, I’m in the Porsche, yeah
Speed off, burn off, suttin’ got tortured (Chyeah, mhm)

I can’t be under attack (Mhm), I can’t be takin’ no chat (Mhm)
I got that gangster stance, I eat with my hands
I’m an African man (Mhm, chyeah)
I got a ting from Sudan, we from the sand
We just cross from Japan (Mhm, let’s go)
All of this money, it’s math
These baddies is algebra, figure it out (Mhm, shine)
Niggas love talk on the net
When I come through, I don’t see no direspect (Huh?)
Somebody owe me a check, oh, that’s your dog?
I’ma put down your pet (Mhm, woo)
I don’t do call and collect’s
I don’t do calls, just call me correct (Mhm, chyeah)
Make a boy ‘fore I forget
Brand new teeth, I’ma fill up your set (Mmh)

Whew, whew (Huh?)
Whew, whew (Chyeah)
Whew, whew (Woo)
Whew (Woo), whew
Hey, chyeah

I’ll show you respect, yeah
Left foot, right foot, one to the head, yeah
Left hook, right hook, on to the deck, yeah
Stab him, sleep him, walk in there, yeah
V-12 leakin’, big exhaust (Chyeah), yeah
Beat off leadin’, man in the morgue, yeah
GT, Turbo, I’m in the Porsche, yeah
Speed off, burn off, suttin’ got tortured