歌詞

Gang, gang I'm da man, I'm da man Gang gang I'm da man, i'm da man Lud Foe, Boochie Gang Aye i'm da man Male gigolo, don juan i'm loose of this pimp juice We got macs for days, fuck a deuce deuce Put a nail in yo head, i'm a loose screw Old shotty, new body I'm so high I popped 2 beans and forgot about it I dont wanna fuck your dream bitch, she got mollied I dropped out selling dope, nigga fuck a college Hit the club dripped in gold, bitch i'm big and bold Selling blows by store ridin with this pole I got 50 shots on the seat, i'm illegal and violent And I don't even got no license, don't supposed to be driving You can get them drugs gone and stepped on Foenem pull up on yo ass you get left on At your head like a dread, don't get clamped on Trigger squeeze squeeze, bullets rip your Teflon I'm in VIP, flee, balling like i'm Jim Jones We got R Kelly Eateats, buggers get pissed on Lately Ive been going on vacation, fucking off Caucasian Foenem come thru violate your nation like he on probation I'm a turn up on the pussy niggas who said I wouldn't make it Bitch, I'm from the streets they don't give me money then ima take it Fallen KOD, thru these Louie Shades I see booty shaking You get R-I-P, you can feel what heat leave yo body shaking Bitch I'm from chicago, where drug dealers, killers, and rapists Masterbate my trigga, I get finger fuck nina until she naked Forgis on the beamer I bail out cleaner than Aquafina Riding in the steama, extended clips filled with Jalapena's I'm da man, I run them bands up I got meatrolls in my pocket, I can't pull my pants up It's a stick up bitch don't move, nigga throw yo hands up Get yo bitch up off your room she a freaky dancer The police snatch me up for questioning, don't got no answer Fuck nigga you don't want no smoke, you don't want no cancer Foenem leave a nigga stinking like a shitty pamper I love flexing on these bitches, I ain't got no manners I'm a Balmain rocker, I'm a pistol cocker You's a fucking pillow talker, you's a pickle blocker Bitch I turn up at my shows, i'm a party rocker My lil shorty keep that pole, he's a body dropper I be with some hot niggas, come and sip the shotta She gon' dance for all these bands like I'm Speaker Knockerz If you run off with that work, you gon need a doctor I just bought another choppa named it Helicopter
Writer(s): Lud Foe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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