Lyrics

Y no quiero aser le enojar Le voy a tocar una cumbia Y se que lo va encantar I might buck around and pop a jigga This all make me bop a little Fuckin on yo bitch I'll make that lil hoe tell you "bye lil nigga" I push up looking sporty with this 40 and make his face blow But I'm beatin up these niggas make me screamin' Fuck Draco I'm southside steppin' checkin' if they got a problem with me Bitch I'm ready for beef I fuck on a bitch, bitch I'm ready to eat I got hustle in me y'all don't want it I got thangs I gotta get on my chest I got people that wanting me dead But they know I'm exchanging a leg I'm J.F.K hit or hit broad day Leave him dead boy light up a cup from a purple ray Bullets went through his vertebrate Gun him down with a dirty K I'm from dirty bay what we do with the murder way No I ain't here to play im here to catch a prey I might just hit his fame and I got his fucking brain I'ma count up on a mil then I count another mil again Spin around your block then I spin around around your block again I'ma knock that lil hoe down and then I'll knock that lil hoe down again Take back right to the chopper and guess what cause I knocked that down again Y no quiero aser le nojar Le voy entocar una cumbia Y se que lo va encantar I'll knock your brains out hoe I'm packing pills to smokin droe I'm on my Mexican ass shit I'll pay you in for the load So if you need it I got it and if it's clean I'ma cop it and When I need my dick sucked I call yo' bitch cause she rockin' Ca-ca-catch a plane off a Friday Either way I'ma buy it I ain't trippin' what you sayin' Just don't come out of pocket Find my case for complaints Smokin' 20 for a G I only like expensive weed man I don't smoke cheap Cause bitch I ain't cheap I'ma spank some weed You think this is what the memory keep yo bitch on her knees Make a hoe say please and then the bitch with degrees I done selled so much weed I could've filled up the seed It's that big dro D The hoe sittin' on me No I don't smoke swishers Only paper and leaves I keep some Cadillac keys I only ride 4 G's and if you wanna whole piece shit They start at 4 G's huh
Writer(s): Gregory Davenport Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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