Lyrics

Bitch I'm too player to mother fucking lay up Yeah Yeah Bitch I'm too player to mother fucking lay up Pull up, Pop up, Act up, Slide Pull up, Pop up, Act up, Slide Slide, Slide, Slide Yeah I got some secrets And you better Keep 'em The devil he been trying to reach me But God told me stay wit my heater The way that I'm whipping this pot I should call that hoe Tina And I gotta keep me twin glocks I call em Venus Serena Make a hoe touch her toes ballerina This is a foreign bae this a two seater I'm from Texas where pimpin' is legal I'll sell a bible all up to preacher Cartier shades bae I'm fly as a eagle My girl she like girls we some cheaters They say lil Blastt man this shit off the meter What you gone do, we gone follow the leader I tell 'em, Woah Now, Woah Now Bitch I'm too player to mother fucking lay up Slow down, Slow down Tony hawk ima skater Ice cold frigerator Certified hoe nipulator I'm the pussy terminator I'm the pussy terminator Pull up, Pop up, Act up, Slide Pull up, Pop up, Act up, Slide Slide, Slide, Slide Yeah Yeah Yeah I got some secrets and you better keep 'em Said bitch I'm too player to mother fucking lay up I got some, I got some, I got some Yeah Yeah Yeah I got some secrets and you better keep 'em Slow down, Slow down The devil he been trying to reach me But God told me stay with my heater
Writer(s): Braylon Chandler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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