Man I fuck every bitch ion Toronto Loud party in my condo I got tissue deep in It's like easter spring in Montana Fucked up but I'm still dry Fucked up but I'm still dry Now I'm playing that she joking Where the fuck is my real drive I'm air dropping she pill popping Make black balling I'm still dropping And I'm toned up on that rail stop And the swap boys never will stop 5'9 and she found some Baddest fuck but you find too My pocket know I am flying too And I make a chick break a chick Lake down and give her dick Long in the night with your baby like We're trying to get at your lady It's only hopping step in Ladies don't stop let me get guac In the room like just let me get top Pay me to fuck me bitch tell me to guac We got them bitches a penny a pop Pennies will pop then they got drop Man I'm on top nigga don't stop God don't know where them blamers gonna pop I say damn I wreck it like Hannibal Lector Back on my solid this animal setting Acting no anger just hang me to thank Back off the thing and leave chesses like checkers Flashes don't even come check on my checks Pay low and I bailout We'd be talking, that's pain up Four car I'm sitting tall It's so hard just to lay low What's wrong with my wrist? Eyeball, eyelids Chico mi kaki cause she can't suck my dick It's too bad I'm too fly How was your girl? How was your girl? Two words uuu a Come tell my niggas who's up? Drinking liquor with my niggas Wifing down on like granny holes I know that I might get caught But shit nigga there's plenty more Endlessly we can get brought up on Hennessy Roll up and twist in the remedy Fucking with bitches that's 20 They look like 20 telling you
Calling as she know Call as she close She be wanting all She fuck with my... Me I'm trying to cut cut close She gone making payments if I think... And I might let her fuck I might let her fuck I might let her fuck I might let her fuck
Man what the fuck's wrong with these hoes, bro? King shit no cobra Got a sling clip no shoulder Strap on a nigga don't stop Back on a nigga back home Like post up I'm in a row trap Ghost riding hitting folks less My nigga Jay shining with the gold cuffs Like this shit, damn nigga I'm this shit Cold bin like damn nigga I'm sea sick Sea slick on that g shit I got a whip calling and my brae slip Hating hard and you ain't my dog Why you all on that lee shit? G6 paint flies Jay's on plain flights Cut you late I hit you dang twice Man for the frame I've been the same nights When a damn title with your name right What your frame like? They flaming I'm drunk driving Get off my dick... playing right? Right And I'm so on and I'm all on Got the main light on the main street In the daylight with my chain bright Got a dang right... It ain't right but I do it though Acting like you got all that bread It ain't like you got too much dough Where you go with all that head? I ain't up for talking I know Shorty like my features so I'd be swing on double D I got hoses that is my features Some 44 for them... These shorties know I got heaters But all you hear is like beepers Put all my... All that shit just between them She pillow bite like she teething I hear major breaks I'm like genius Chain my double for time Your bitch is still calling I dig her like we ain't got women See I like women spicy like they came So if I put for longer
Then I'll be fucking that model She'd be all day long she fuck with my club Me I'm tryint to cut cut close She gone making payments if I think... And I might let her fuck I might let her fuck I might let her fuck I might let her fuck
Come my nigga Jay got dough Got this block... If you're looking for your bitch She on top of our dicks This all yours... Meet a bad bitch I might let her fuck You know what I'm saying You can't just fuck me for free I might let you fuck babyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
