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Purpose PeeWee Longway () (Skrr! Skrr! Skrr! Daamn!) (Longway, Longway, I Blew Out my Ears) MPA The Kidd Whats up?! (What's Your Motherfuckin' Purpose Nigga?) Shout my Nigga DJ Dirty! () What's your motherfucking purpose On the block ain't got no work What's your motherfucking Purpose Hold that Glock but you ain't murking I'm so sick of niggas screaming that they're bosses But they're working I'm so sick of niggas screaming that they're bosses Pockets hurting (Bridge) You fuck alot goes, but you still ain't got no money What's your purpose? You been trapping on the block and still ain't count a hundred. What's your purpose? You Got extendos, and a hundred round drums and still ain't did no murkin' You a big dog, yeah a big dog, got it goin' but still ain't did no service What's your motherfuckin purpose (1) I been jumped off the porch intent to distribute Bands in my trunk, watching 12 in my rearview Get the og and dope and Beat the trap, don't move 24 hour traphouse like a drive thou Chasing blue Benjamin's Ay givenchy my toes maison margiella linens I get the pot and I beat it and hit it I ain't gonna lay up in that bitch I'm a hit it I get so sick of niggas screaming bitches I finger fuck the Jackson and crash the blue Benjamin's You a boss and big dog, that ain't never working I'm the connect and socket I ain't never servin' I can pull up with the trap murdered Front it out, later, let you reimburse you I keep the 30, cause I will murk you. (Longway Bitch!) () What's your motherfucking purpose On the block ain't got no work What's your motherfucking Purpose Tote that Glock but you ain't murking I'm so sick of niggas screaming that they're bosses But they're working I'm so sick of niggas screaming that they're bosses Pockets hurting (Bridge) You fuck alot goes, but you still ain't got no money What's your purpose? You been trapping on the block and still ain't count a hundred. What's your purpose? You Got extendos, and a hundred round drums and still ain't did no murkin' You a big dog, yeah a big dog, got it goin' but still ain't did no service What's your motherfuckin purpose?! (2) Chasing skirts, and laying up with a bitch She talking that shit, but I ain't servin that shit You strapped like you really be murking some shit You family going to have to come I.D. your pick I'm out here trafficking pounds in the Honda I like the blue Benjamin's in a bundle You niggas out here, trapper turn to bastards I get the bricks standing land a f(?)... Break it down, speed it up, whip Up that sho'nuff I take a Molly brick, sack, or some capsules.? What the fuck is your purpose for riding around with the work and that 30 round clip if you ain't got no trap You trying to fit in and you trying to adapt I double park the benz in front of the trap With double F&N's I blow off their cap (Longway Bitch!) () What's your motherfucking purpose On the block ain't got no work What's your motherfucking Purpose Tote that Glock but you ain't murking I'm so sick of niggas screaming that they're bosses But they're working I'm so sick of niggas screaming that they're bosses Pockets hurting (Bridge) You fuck alot goes, but you still ain't got no money What's your purpose? You been trapping on the block and still ain't count a hundred. What's your purpose? You Got extendos, and a hundred round drums and still ain't did no murkin' You a big dog, yeah a big dog, got it goin' but still ain't did no service What's your motherfuckin purpose? () (Damn Dog, I ain't got no idea) (Who's purpose, what's his purpose?) (I just be stoned, doin' what I'm doin) (Maxwell Studios.) (Purpose)
Writer(s): Quincy Williams Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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