Lyrics

Oh, oh, woah, woah Woah, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh, oh, oh Woah, oh These niggas fake, and I know it (Fake) Walk into Prada, then Louis (Prada) Everyday I'm so zooted She wanna suck me like oowee He wanna hang with the gang? Somebody give him a Uzi I got some shooters in Houston I got some shooters in Houi' We on yo' ass now (Yuh) 55 bullets so fast, yeah they gon' catch up It turn you to ketchup Airin' shit out with the flash on I know my brotha protected (glee) We wet yo ass up Different thottie, and they mad (Uh) And I'm ready for the action (Oh, oh) I-I-I think that you had to confess (Uh) I am so proud of you, you gettin' yo' cash up I know my brotha protected (Oh, oh, oh, oh) No, I'm aimin' at your lil necks now Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh I wouldn't wanna leave you I wouldn't wanna leave you I wouldn't wanna leave you My nigga leave him bleedin' My nigga leave him bleedin' My nigga leave him bleedin'
Writer(s): Izaya Tiji Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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