Andre Nickatina

[fox69]

"Sun Duck Kim"

"Sun Duck Kim"


Click... click

[Chorus: in korean]
Meh ho whame... who ho san se
Guyow mo duk juck se mew mo huk ics

Sun duck kim chang!

Read u like a tv giude you can't hide
Betta use your cellular I tapped your phone line
It's the ginger bread man, hoe catch me if u can
My kangol makes me look like MC Shan
Rock tha atmosphere in my teflon gear
Don't drink coffee but I love pam grier
Let me give it to your ear drumin
You hear somthin'
Try to stop it but it just keeps commin
Just keeps dumpin
Just keeps bumpin
Just keeps crumplin'
Tiga, bitch, relentless like a heat
Seaking missle then grissle
Poppin like a 4-5 pistle with a pencil
Blowin' kisses to my old bitches
Good wishes, my red devil fish,
Man I feeds em gold fishes
Baby did you call
I can hear ya whistle down the hall
Sporting leather like an nba basketball
Freeze frame, something like a homocide shot
On the move and alert when the set gets hot
It's like chess, concentrate before u take a step
Because killings on the street is in full effect
Smoke 2 joints to the dearly departed
Bust nine rhymes and I'm just gettin started
Emcees come in packs of seven
And everytime I send em to the gates of heaven
It's the ripper, creased like a fresh pair of dickies
Most say andre, some say nicky, ricky,
Pass me a towel cause I'm sweatin
Dice game goin on and I'm side bettin
Little joe back doo nigga flow or blow
Hoe wutchu know about the black fo-fo
Left for a sec but it's welcome back carter
And just like a baller I came back a starter
Fully loaded, tricks up the sleeve like a theif
Fifth dipped daytons, zap code beat

[Chorus]

Microphone tec like straight kung-fu
Nigga fuck me no nigga fuck you
It's the nickatina beama masterpiece of rap
So when you hear raps, you betta cock
Yours back (click click)
Deeper than a root canal, you know the style
Starin at the judge in court with a smile
My mazda rx-7's name is pitiful pete
A one seater cause it beat in the passenger seat
I came sober, my? vestiges? I came to get over
I don't drink king cobra bitch I am the king cobra
Like dracula in an acura, cocaine white spectacula

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Sunny Kim"

"Sunny Kim"


Tales of two andres...

With the money and the drugs I can't resist
Like a frog princess that needs a woman's kiss
The way I get down is a tragedy
They say, “Yeah nigger, Your Majesty”
Mind goin' blind in the whim
Cover my eyes with the front of my brim
My still is the lady, yeah sun duck kim
I'ma say it right here
Why you fuckin' with him?
Why you fuckin' with him?
I'm a jewel-lord jim
Like somethin' that's priceless worn by Isis
Blowin' on weed in the eye of the storm
Gettin' snuck in the back of girl's college dorms
Homie now what?
Roll this blunt.
Nigga watcha drinkin' out your new pimp cup?
Alcohol yeah, with a little cranberry
Hit it long enough it start to taste like cherry
I'm in the door
Blow on the horn
These freaks be thinkin' that I'ma Capricorn
Man in a whim
I tip my brim
Still laxing kim, why ch'ou fuckin' with him?
Why you fuckin with him?
Pass the joint
Fillmoe Lakeview Hunter's point
24/7 there's junk to sell
An' no fairy tale
An' I wish you well
Because when I make bail
It's like the flames of hell
Or bullet shells that tip the scale
Or be washed around
Cause it's electric
You can detect it
You mother fecked it
It's gettin' kind of hectic
He's gettin' kind of restless
Mother fuckers out there say dat he's the bestest
I rides around in my car,
thinkin' about money and ménage a trios
No I'm not a star
Blaze this fly
Me and my nigga talk shit at the bar
Hahh
Nah freak you can't braid my hair
So you can have me outta line like Huggy Bear?
I got clothes to wear
That don't compare
I get a flat, get a new car
Fuck a Spare
In my fresh new keen, nicky underwear
Ya pipe for a vine?
Little sher khan says “why smoke vine, it doesn't hurt your moms
And it keeps me calm
And that's how I'm God”

You gotta keep it sticky like Charlotte's Web
Blow a sack on a track, on a baller's bed
Hold out your hand baby, I'll read your palm
Like Kymo don,
My game is on
There're 32 papers in a zig-zag pack
It take two hos to make one track
They say Huey Newton took two in the back
What's up with that?
My dialog is in the rap catalog
And tell the grim reaper you'll catch the God
So fresh. (So fresh) So clean, (So clean)
You'll see Nicky T on flight six-14
Like Billy Sims I tip my brim
And Sunny Kim, why you fuckin' with him?
Across state, 'cross county lines
In your alpine is the master mind
Picture my Van Gough, Your flow design
You wanna hear a cat rhyme that I hope is mine
Come here, yeah baby is my open line
You gotta pretty face
Dis' Pisces Hyphee
Gin and coke Wu-tang in the Nikes
I could never cheat the game in my life, see?
O-khan I react like a Pikie
My ki'
Then Sunny called, Did you hear the phone
Because a real rap lord's been left a long
It's like rap-capone
With dallas chrome
Or Love Jones all in your bones
Treat a girl like a freak, then send her home
Like a ice-cream cone
My heart is cold
I'm kind of bold

 

[fox69]

"Super Greedy"

"Super Greedy"


Give me give me g's g's g's

[Jackpot]
From the small bags of weed to them rubber band bundles
I remain super greedy this that day and night hustle
Snatchin knots from sprung bitches but I'm quick to explain
If I ain't all up in your pocket I ain't doin my thang
I'm supper greedy like I'm posed to be
Floor wayz be close to me
I mite stick you up if you ain't really where your posed to be
I'm solid wit my folks but supper scandalous for a click
When your sharper make it happen you could bubble off my nip
Hyperations stack somethin losin nothing can you dig it
And bet your own hustle man and double small digits
Stayin payed is the slogan sippin yak steady smokin
Breakin hammer towns open gotta leave my bag open
Microscopin all night nigga even yall knots
Holdin heat when its hot shit even when its not
Cuz california niggas strive try to come up quick
And if you cant hold your own well take your shit

[Chorus: 2x]
California hustlas chase paper all day
California smokers blow blunts all day
California cats sip yak that way
And california cat we react that way

[Pat Rich]
Bitch I show kay skills to break these bitches for there scrill
Poppin pussys like pills on the real lettin them know the deal
These bitches be worthless
I'm out the door wit ther purses
Bitch I'm scrillmatic the shit be like sell service
At the gas station
You know I ain't payin
You know I'm toppin off
I'm bout to start poppin off
At the liq bitch so don't you even trip
Cuz I got this pistol by the hip
And I'm bout to stick somebody for their grill
Juss cuz I'm super greedy
Ill prolly stiff the needy
I mite even have your best bitch on their knees screamin feed me
You best believe me
Got pleanty more off in the stash box
Straight gs bumb
Pat rich and jackpot is dope like crack rocks
So listen to the mac god
California killas for that scrilla
Keepin it profane wit no shame
Cuz we some dope game gorillas
They call me pat rich capone
Cuz I bust young hoes like chrome
Flip new bitches like zomes
And keep em workin the track like mary and jones

[Chorus: 2x]
California hustlas chase paper all day
California smokers blow blunts all day
California cats sip yak that way
And california cat we react that way

[Smoov-E]
I don't roll sober, high off the roper
Deep when I creep like the red october
With out a pocket full of money
Your boy get lonely
I call up pat rich and jackpot they my homies
Juss like da grinch
Hundred dolla bills in my pocket while your sleepin on da bench
Boy I'm smokin the beamy so deep in the needy
Broke wit money I'm super greedy

[Chorus: 2x]
California hustlas chase paper all day
California smokers blow blunts all day
California cats sip yak that way
And california cat we react that way

 

[fox69]

"Tears Of A Clown"

"Tears Of A Clown"


It's mines i want that give me that
ricky shake the party screamin "where the remy at"
spinnin like some rims on some daytons and vouges
and my my my how the indo goes
freeze like a frosty with the cappucino taste
nickname my product like cookies in the cake
like damn baby I'm lovin' your beautiful face
but my fillmoe heart got my whole mindstate
so illegal like moonshine ryme design
temper like a phoneix when i open my eyes
and mash on it crash on it blast on it
count your money put your stash on it cash on it
bring your lifejacket cuz you just might drown
have you ever seen the tears of a clown get down
bring yo life jacket cuz you just might drown
have you ever seen the tears of a clown
Rapid fire from the empire wit no desire
walking on a tightwire born again liar
you might not understand my love for rap
but until then show me where the money's at
and my tigers want cognac kovosia
clownin on freaks anytime of the day
with no pause no shame no game no blame
tearin' up the streets in my all star chucks
i'ma liquidate em all wit unforgetable paragraphs
it was all for the money so we took the wrong path(POW)
I got bullets that'll crack the sky
hit nacys for a burger milkshake and frys
"nicky why" is what they say when I hit the set
with no reply I'm gettin' high so they gots to geuss
but bring a lifejacket cuz you just might drown
have you ever seen the tears of a clown get down
bring a lifejacket cuz you just might drown
have you ever seen the tears of a clown
Dot dot dotta dot
dot dot dotta
dot dot dotta dot
dot dot dotta
da messy getin crazy lookin like a cry baby
bacardi at the party for the flyest young lady
i told you about the frostys wit the cappucino taste
but what about the cats wit the gats in ya face? check it
luxery weapons facsinate the brain
baby get your ticket we on soul train
with nicky nicky raps raps nicky nicky rymes
nicky nicky caps caps nicky nicky crimes
i mob through the city as i crank the beat
fire up tuff on the gangsta streets
steer to the reer like a clear alear jet
hit the corner like a shadow with the grey siloette
like rex what's next
i gotta keep it bumpin
i gotta clown something when the hoes start frontin
and why i stay high off mary j. blige
and when theres a drought all birds do fly
all through the air 'till they hit yo set
and if you talk too much then you will get wet
but bring a life jacket cuz you just might drown
have you ever seen the tears of a clown get down
bring a lifejacket'cuz you just might drown
have you ever seen the tears of a clown
(ohhhohhohh ohh hahahaha your killin' me man
hohoho your killin me hahahaha ohh shit)

 

[fox69]

"The Al Capone Suite"
(feat. Equipto)

"The Al Capone Suite"
(feat. Equipto)



It's the recess cup yea, nessly crunch yea, milky way type madness.
sometimes I hate to begin this, sometime the photographers can stand this,
say dead like a battery hit'em off with flatery, I don't do it for the cherity,
I have to rap for the veraty, she said yea mother fucker, let's do it on a saturday,
toss the bu cape, grab the mo__ jump in the caddy in we went our way

We up n the dope for the next studio droping the rap and we skat to the show
tramendious track with the doe we blow, some hate that don't even know me though.
we stuff the philly, what's the realli, and we come back easy

Ease I'm high as a mother fucker, probly dies as a motherfucker,
get tried as a motherfucker, get fried as a motherfucker,
but don't let that be ther reason why motherfucker, hardly ber__ far,
do it at the bar but don't take it to far, some man, got leaneant,
foo they got the ingrediants, fuck be a nigga that's seening it,
when you wanna be a nigga that's being it, word.

Put it on a hard way, and by the way like a B n an ash trey,
gotta hit'em like a rickashay, and when the temp-T parley,
and I know cut-throats like scarface, don't hit'em up put'em down on the contract,
make your ass a little too hard to contact

Lord lullibuy, king nicky, gettin gone, yea. off that sticky, it see a copy,
they say they wanna get me, but I got a body gard like wittney

 

[fox69]

"The Ave. (Remix)"

"The Ave. (Remix)"


[Verse 1]
I used to laugh when T seen dopefiends get beat
Bleedin' all out they head in the middle of the streets
They say pitbull fights would go on at the park
And like vampires niggaz come out after dark
You know freaks sell dope for material shit
And on the side gold-diggin on a ballers dick
Yeah,O.G. niggaz turned in to alcoholics
What you think about it Boo Boo? (nigga I can't call it)
Man little kids run around with a nose full of boogers
While the niggaz on the block sell that rocked up sugar
Touchin' they gats everytime a fool pass
Waitin' to put slugs up in a niggaz ass
They say fuck school, they say fuck grades
They rather get paid and snort cocaine
On the Ave.
[Hook]
On the A-V-E
It's about money and D
Man fuck around too long and be a casualty
Man in the A-V-E it's about rocks and glocks
Don't get too close because you might get shot
[Verse 2]
Motherfuckers I used to go to school with
They look at me like man I don't give a shit
Man they don't even say what's up top a young loc
They put they hands on they guns inside they coats
But I'm thinkin' to myself man I ain't fearin' ya
I 'member back when we ate in the cafateria
Nigga, but them days are rested
I get a mary jane sack like that and keep steppin'
To the sto' for some zig-zags
Man every sto' that I know yo is owned by some Arabs
But I got money in my Cutty so I'm drivin
Sixty-nine drop top motherfucker
[Hook x2]
[Verse 3]
You motherfucken bitches they ain't shit to me
Man you should see these freaks on the A-V-E
Yo, shakin' they ass man tryin' to get a grip
But bitch this ain't no motherfucken freak nick
Ho, so what nigga you got a fancy car
You be shootin' niggaz over that nasty broad
Somewhere inside you you think that's hard
But when you die nigga what you gon' say to god
They get to spittin' them ninas, nine millimeters, bust ballerinas
Over things from Colombia and Argentina
My tiga Rome got a rock face
That means he's facin three years for a motherfucken glock case
You might think you went out of space
'Cause motherfucker this is something that you can't escape
On the Ave.
[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"The God And The Stripper"

"The God And The Stripper"


"Never get married"

[Coughing]

[Verse 1:]
I never met a girl like you before
As I closed the Cadillac door, I said, "Hi"
She said, "Hello, your a handsome fellow"
I said, "Your a pretty brown yellow"
She start to laugh, she said, "I'm tryin to catch a cab
it's crowded Downtown and I got way too many bags"
Her perfume had the whole block bumpin
Lady can I call you or somethin
Your fine no frontin, she said she was menden a broken heart
Her last man had it, he ripped it apart
She had a mind like a scientist
Braken down the gods, the moon, the earth, the suns and guns
She said, "Call me tonight it's cool
I just have to work a little bit, no school", man holla back
I watched her walk to the cab
She rolled down the window blew a kiss then laughed
I gave a wave, thinkin I won't see her for days
Three hours later yo, my celly phone rangs
Yo what you doin? Man what you doin God I'm thinkin bout you
Girl I'm thinkin bout you, now what we gon do?
She said she's always busy, she's rarely home
And, the last few days she's been so alone
I said, "Yo, we in the same boat
if we were singers on stage we be probably hittin the same note"
She had a voice like an angel
Man with a touch of some game that"ll make some cats never say no
I said, "We should sit and eat
because I really ain't no telephone sex geek", man I hit the streets

[Talking:]
Then I found out she was a stripper and
My mind just wouldn't ler me call her back, Khan

[Beat goes on until end of song]

 

[fox69]

"The Rap Gods"

"The Rap Gods"


I'm still standin...
This for the rap gods...

I tried to earn wings but, I think I grew horns
And maybe that's why mc's rock me like porn
Flowin like the water in the mississippi river
I suppose it grows in the hennessey sipper, thank me
To do a show, and we tryin to do a palace, like a midnight jet,
My soul roams off to dallas,
It's somethin like cream when we hustle on the scene
Other mc's and freaks wanna join the team
Dealers would fly, ride the engines of pimps
The colors were candy coated, incredible rims
And my dreams of what people sayin, don't get a job
I realize now it was all the rap gods
I slither through the streets like a boa constricter
On my car dashboard got the gangsta pictures
Sportin leather and energy, could that be me?
Smokin weed listenin to run DMC?
My repute wass a rap child, emotions of steel
Represent with no crew man, your life is sealed
Add a two's of all kinds, with gun zippers in em'
See notes don't last long, we can't wait to spin em'
Oh cars, and bars, weed, greed, and clothes
Maintain my women, clown the rest of these hoes
Man, my festive up braid the truth of a rhyme
After restin on jeopardy to my lifetime grind
I'm like an angel that's high smoken' weed up in heaven
We're as crooked as reverends, b-ball playground legends
Triangle, some say sinsanati bang goes, stars fangle
Hand cold as chris krango, we break hearts
And crack rib praps, take trips far
Shop at the gap, ten by the rap gods
Shoot the git, so I blessed it with some weed, bacon, eggs and grits
I can block the sun, like a solar-eclipse
My homie said he had a yaght but I don't mess with ships
The freak, said she hated dope dealers, they clock they ends,
I said which is why your payin this rapper then
Nickatina, I'm something like simbad the sailor
Dress in red and black, the true signs of a raider

 

[fox69]

"These R The Tales"

"These R The Tales"


I was riding in my chariot, with this freak named Harriet
She said my stick was ??, so she knew just where to bury it
This girl named Sequoia, she was from Illinois-a
I had to stuff her mouth with her teddy bear, cuz she made hella noise-a
This freak named Nikita Brown, I rode her like a merry-go-round
She got to telling all her friends, that it's a new king in town
I was on my way to Las Vegas when I bumped into Tessy
She said her nickname was Marvin, cuz when she had sex it got messy
This freak named Jenny Marquais, so you know I called her Butter
Cuz when it came to summer sundresses, she had ass like no other
The steak was always smothered, she was a freak under the covers
You should have seen my expression, lil' pimpin,
when I got hit on by her mother
This young lady named Chanelle, she was fine as hell
But she was 26, and her son was already twelve
I was at this little assembly, when I chopped it up with Kimberly
Hit it, split it, man that freak said she'd love me for infinity
You should have seen the chemistry, I changed that freak's identity
Seen her at the movies with her man, and the bitch didn't wanna remember me
This girl named Chamere, she put diamonds in my ears
But she also tried to put these niggas on me when I slapped her at the pier
This girl named Cheryl Lynn, she had hella friends
So when I brought my friends and all her friends,
then that's when the party began
This girl named Savannah, she used to love to pout
But I used to say "Don't even trip, just stick this in your mouth"
This freak named Miranda, she thought I couldn't stand her
But yeah, I can stand ya, since I got your ass on camera
I was riding hard, like Humphrey Bogart, with this freak named Leah
Even though she was in the dark, no one could see her, get it?
This freak named Raquela, she worked at Pac Bell-a
She gave me the number to the pager, home, and cellular
She had a lovely smell-a, ass like ??
I was wet like a scuba diver from the sex, homeboy let me tell ya
Chrysler ??, with this chick named Darren
I was at the mall trying to buy some clothes, and she just kept on starin
And then came the flarin, she said she hated sharin
I said "I'm not your man, little freak, so I'm not really carin"
This gangsta's name was Dallion, she wore gold medallions
Every other month we'd take a flight, out to Staten Island
She kept a 9 on the dresser cuz she had dreams of hell
Even though we in the penthouse suite of a 5-star hotel
I rock and I rock well, that's what I told Gail
She's a conceited little fraternity freak, up there at Yale
Young tender named Divine, I bump in her Alpine
She was the type that looked so good, it was a motherfuckin crime
Took her from behind, led her to the ride
Baby didn't make it home till the sun was 'bout to rise
Kickin in with Corvette, baby had a Corvette
She used to come and get young Nickatina from off of the set
We strikes to the checks, she pick up her Lex
We hit Hotel Nico, you know what came next
I was payin my bill for cable, when I met up with Sable
Green eyes, it was a CEO, of a record label
But I didn't get to hit it, because I met with Bridget
She was Sable's secretary, that gave me head and digits
In the parking lot of a club one night, I ran into Kirby
Freak worked at a beauty shop, said some gangsta's tryin to serve me
Freak you ain't worthy, your gossip column is through
And if some cats is after me, I'm right here mackin on you
Had to pop the collar on my coat, rev up the vogue smoke
Looked her in the eyes and said "Yeah bitch, you're broke!"
This girl named ??, Lord she was dreamy
Met her at a pool party, should have seen her bikini
This lady's name was Val, her husband was my pal
She offered me to put in why he stressed the ?rikers out?
Gave the freak a smile, said "It ain't my style"
I've known the homie for a while yo, and that would be foul
Fired up the weed, me and Saint Jean
We first had locked eyes yo, when we were thirteen
Kissed at 15, sexed at sixteen
That's why she's with me right now in the Beam, Tiga

 

[fox69]

"Timex Ticker"

"Timex Ticker"


Man I spit my game at a mile a minute
I got a dope ass watch with no diamonds in it
I like to sway back and fourth like a jesus piece
And I’m Harlem Nights ready like Della Reese
What you tell that freak? It’s a quarter to 8
I'm at Tad’s takin down this t-bone steak
I'm from the B-A-Y A-R-E-A
Fillmoe, God-Khan, Nicky, Andre
I probably said it before/ Yo, squares beware
That debonair, savoir faire in the air
I got Air Forces 1s god, I keep em untied
I’m married to the game, never see the bride
You look into my eyes it got the color of a sticker
They get a little bloodshot when I hit liquor
My timex ticker is tickin'
It keep me up nights I can't help but listen
I bust with destruction, at any little function
You can say something, I don’t wanna hear nothing
Keep it all coming, guns keep gunnin'
The crack game changed but dope fiends hit the oven

My life line's in the picture frame
A lost soul tryna find home again
Yo my Billy Holliday characteristics
Pushes me towards the dope that I have to get with
My Timex is the ticker
It's like a track meet, girl you gotta get quicker
Gotta get quicker, gotta get quicker
Gotta get quicker