作词 : Radric Davis 作曲 : Radric Davis Holiday Season! Ay!
Tax free, tax free You get your income tax back, call me I got dope nigga, you better call me I need all mine All tax free I beat the dope up Like a step-child Yeah, the dope's stepped on Like a step-child Take a step back Off the reptile Yellow crocodile with a gold smile I move the dope twice, like a kindergartner Big bag of collard greens Like I'm the gardener That Drumma Boy on the track Run and tell em that Give this to DJ Drama, tell him I say run it back Don't try running off on me Cause I'mma get you back You know EA, don't know how to act I'm taking hits, I"m talking shit I coach the Squad, I make em blitz
I robbed the connect and ain't been broke since It's the return of Mr. Zone 6 I'm talking shit. Cash shit I got them bricks It's the return of Mr. Zone 6, I hit a lick
[Verse 2 - Gucci Mane] Tax me? Tax me? Nigga You can't tax me, I get it dirt cheap Tax me? Tax me? Nigga You can't tax me, I get it dirt cheap You know me, shipping OG I know the middleman, but he don't know me Trophies in my car garage I brought ? for all my ****in entourage That murder charge? I beat that! That pistol charge? I defeat that Assult with poolstick Say I commit that They label me "convict" I don't accept that Step back like a step-child The dope's stepped on My hood the X Files
作词 : Radric Davis 作曲 : Radric Davis Holiday Season! Ay!
Tax free, tax free You get your income tax back, call me I got dope nigga, you better call me I need all mine All tax free I beat the dope up Like a step-child Yeah, the dope's stepped on Like a step-child Take a step back Off the reptile Yellow crocodile with a gold smile I move the dope twice, like a kindergartner Big bag of collard greens Like I'm the gardener That Drumma Boy on the track Run and tell em that Give this to DJ Drama, tell him I say run it back Don't try running off on me Cause I'mma get you back You know EA, don't know how to act I'm taking hits, I"m talking shit I coach the Squad, I make em blitz
I robbed the connect and ain't been broke since It's the return of Mr. Zone 6 I'm talking shit. Cash shit I got them bricks It's the return of Mr. Zone 6, I hit a lick
[Verse 2 - Gucci Mane] Tax me? Tax me? Nigga You can't tax me, I get it dirt cheap Tax me? Tax me? Nigga You can't tax me, I get it dirt cheap You know me, shipping OG I know the middleman, but he don't know me Trophies in my car garage I brought ? for all my ****in entourage That murder charge? I beat that! That pistol charge? I defeat that Assult with poolstick Say I commit that They label me "convict" I don't accept that Step back like a step-child The dope's stepped on My hood the X Files
