Styles P - Sour Lyrics
[Hook: Rocko]Sour, sour, sour, sour, sour-sour (x2)(This that "drink up with it", and I can't smoke it less it)(You drop the hits, they gon' get, soon as you get rich, they gon' be)Yeah, they gon' hate when you get powerThey gon' be sour, they gon' be sour[Verse 1: Jadakiss]Opposite of sweet, hottest in the streetI rep that purple haze, not that sour DI rep that L-O-X, that's a power threeWhen you gettin' money, (that's just how cowards be)New crib, new ice, new car, hatin' niggas start gettin' S-O-U-RYou can act like you ain't but you know you areBut there's nothing you can do cause we just go too hardFrom the booth to the block, you get robbed, you get shotThat's the feeling that you usually have after gettin' gotTurn it into rock, or just leave it powderIf that haze is all gone, ***** it, roll a lil'[Hook: Rocko]Sour, sour, sour, sour, sour-sour (x2)(This that "drink up with it", and I can't smoke it less it)(You drop the hits, they gon' get, soon as you get rich, they gon' be)Yeah, they gon' hate when you get powerThey gon' be sour, they gon' be sour[Verse 2: Rocko]Ay, make the ham in a hour, bake it up, where is flour?Stack that money tall, tower, nigga play, make it showerI don't give no ***** bout no coward, ain't no "i" in "team", I'm talking "our"Nigga, call my team, we in Ralph, I don't give a ***** if you in OkinawaWell prepared for that slime though, I go ham though, I'ont eat swine thoughI take vitamins, I keep iron on me, guarantee I keep more than slime on me(Early morning, drink cold coffee, patron and lime, shake the haters off me)I ain't jump off the porch, I lived in these streetsAnd beast on these beats, a beast in these streetsReal as *****, how could you hate my guts?I was just waiting, I knew you hate my gutsStraighten your face when I walked in the placeYou make it obvious that you ain't proud of usA1FB, we global, don't even come around if we don't know youEver since we been in power, these ***** niggas been sour[Hook: Rocko]Sour, sour, sour, sour, sour-sour (x2)(This that "drink up with it", and I can't smoke it less it)(You drop the hits, they gon' get, soon as you get rich, they gon' be)Yeah, they gon' hate when you get powerThey gon' be sour, they gon' be sour[Verse 3: Styles P]Need a six-month, run with the MexicansI don't touch the haze if the sour's on deck again'Nother six-month, run with the ColombiansL-O-X concern is which, house to put the money inHalf a stack of them indoors, half a stack of them outdoorsRide around in them Benzos, ***** it, nigga, we outlawsAnd I ain't even mad if you mad at meYou came, on some sour shit, I came with a strategyI ain't out to get swag money, but I'm into that hard moneyThink about all my yard niggas, bathtub, now that's car moneyI blow a lil' haze on the appetize'But you knowin' what I'm lightin' if I have to fly (x3)[Hook: Rocko]Sour, sour, sour, sour, sour-sour (x2)(This that "drink up with it", and I can't smoke it less it)(You drop the hits, they gon' get, soon as you get rich, they gon' be)Yeah, they gon' hate when you get powerThey gon' be sour, they gon' be sour
