歌詞
Dead on arrival **** play and got his head took
Please don't pop it on the net, we don't do fedbook, I been
Tryna keep it cool, but I'm fed up internet insurance on your life, so why you
actin' tough
I ain't never turn down or didn't bang the the clique Slept who? … lies , they know we spankin
shit All that tough tony shit, uh get em blazed
again
I'm a shooter, put a **** on the lakers, then
Known for makin' bands, I ain't never need no friends
When your bitch on my line, she tryna come again
Mariposa, got a **** coolin', brought by my lil' friend
Keep it cool, had me spinning like a ceiling fan
He was talkin' on the net until we dribbled him
Bad bitch, throw it back to the rhythm, damn
I need my cheese, gwalla chips, bitch, gimme them
They wasn't sittin' on the blade when we was sittin' in
I got different flavors, bitch, like a M&M
I been on my dough, don't call me brother, bitch, I ain't kin to them
Yeah, he tryna walk up in my shoes, but he can't fit in them
Have this switch get to stutterin' like a synonym
Hey, I just get hoes and get dope
Hey, greezy bout that action and, he don't do the most
When I first started steppin', I was pimpin' on the snow
Bad bitch, light skin , tryna drop it to the floor
Dead on arrival **** playin', got his head to it
Bitch, don't pop it on the net, we don't do fedbook,
I've been tryna keep it cool, but I'm fed up
Internet insurance on your life, so why you actin' tough
I ain't never turn down or didn't bang the clique
Slept who, … Lied, know me spankin' shit
All that tough Tony's shit, uh get em blazed again
I'm a shooter, put a **** on a Lakers, damn
Known for makin' bands, I ain't never need no friends
Why your bitch on my line? She tryna come again
Mariposa, got a **** coolin' but I brought my lil' friend
Keep it cool, have me spinning ' like a ceiling fan
Get out the way
Hey, he's talkin' out that shit, what you say
Yeah, pull up with chops and them K's
Yeah, like, what it is? That's a switch, not a K
Yeah, hold on, what these **** on? What these **** is
**** talk about they gangsters, **** stay pretend
**** straight, pretend, and **** know it's trey 08
And winner win, **** not your men
Tell a bitch to go in socket, tell my pocket if a ****
Get the trippin' take his head out the socket
And you know a **** blast like a rocket
And you know we ain't stoppin
I need that bitch back, I need that bad bitch with a whole fat ass
I need that bitch to wrong the blade, and get cash
I need that bitch to do what I say, not a bitch that gon' ask
Dead on arrival **** playin', got his head took
Please don't pop it on the net, we don't do fedbook, I've been
Tryna keep it cool, but I'm fed up
Internet insurance on your life, so why you actin' tough
I ain't never turn down or didn't bang the clique
Slept who, …. Lied, you know we spankin' shit
All that tough Tony shit, uh get em blazed again
I'm a shooter, put a **** on a Lakers, damn
Known for makin' bands, I ain't never need no friends
Why your bitch on my line, she tryna come again
Mariposa, got a nigha coolin' but I brought my lil' friend
Keep it cool, have me spittin' like a ceiling fan
Written by: Laymon Jackson
