[Chorus] We ain't even out in Turks, she finna take sand Ridin' 'round with F&N, we like to hold hands (Oogie Mane he killed it) Boat was too sipped out, he ain't leave the bed Damn, they dipped a pint of TEC in a Code Red If I tell this bitch to pull up, she gon' moped it My dawg, he don't smoke on shit, unless it's unleaded I don't back and forth over no net, so just go on and dead it See me when you see me, if it's smoke, dawg, you're unleashy
[Verse] Thick Moroccan bitch, this my fav', I'ma go on and beat it Lookin' in the mirror, kiss my face, I'm too conceited Send a girl home, call another, dawg, I'm too slime She ain't wanna eat it on her first day, it's haram I don't fuck with drugs, poppin' X for the first time That shit kicked in, like a two-time world champ Booted up, that shit hit up and down, like a skate-ramp She vapin' in my room, that shit lit up like a glow-lamp Who want smoke? Okay, cool, let's they whole camp Big shit popper, we the ones to get your shirt damp Niggas try to take a nigga spot, now it's too cramped Up, 8AM, geekin' hard, I'm a real vamp These niggas got me fucked up, dawg, I'm too amped Mmm-mmm, make this bitch lick me like a mail stamp Mmm-mmm, strapped up, fuck it, I'ma die lit Too slime, posted at the crib in a snake pit Every time I tell you how I feel, I don't fake shit Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr (Bih) Brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, brr, okay Everybody got a stick, we don't run fades
[Chorus] We ain't even out in Turks, she finna take sand Ridin' 'round with F&N, we like to hold hands (Oogie Mane he killed it) Boat was too sipped out, he ain't leave the bed Damn, they dipped a pint of TEC in a Code Red If I tell this bitch to pull up, she gon' moped it My dawg, he don't smoke on shit, unless it's unleaded I don't back and forth over no net, so just go on and dead it See me when you see me, if it's smoke, dawg, you're unleashyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
