Philly
Smoke until it kill me please don't touch I kno u feel me
Barking on the banchee I go fast i don't do wheelies
Out OT somewhere this cherry pie it got me silly
Say I got a accent where I'm from bitch I'm from philly
I be somewhere down north
Post on the steps no porch
88 drawn what for
Cuz we pushin that work no force
Green beam hot like a torch
& we keep magazines no Source
I don't wanna be him I'm him
I don't wanna be bull I'm bull
Do my thing u alry ain't no if and buts or prollis
Fuckin ya bitch a hobbie backseat 3rd row where u find me
Hittin that curb no boxin drivin that bitch like it's a Johnny
If my name was get away wit it these niggas still wouldn't try me
U was huggin some butt I was huggin the block
Grippin some ass I was grippin the mag
U was cuffin that bitch I was fuckin that bitch
The difference 'tween us u payin the tab
Cuttin the check dummy she fuckin regardless
Stacking my plate no starches clips stick out like teeth ona walrus
I'm kicking her out like Martin
after I dick the bitch down so flawless
She can't stay the night cuz I don't kno who she keep callin
I don't got no rap I'm ten toes & if feel lil stand offish
Pardon the drip no faucet roll that piff & spark it
Smoke until it kill me please don't touch I kno u feel me
Barking on the banchee I go fast i don't do wheelies
Out OT somewhere this cherry pie it got me silly
Say I got a accent where I'm from bitch I'm from philly
Barking on the banchee I go fast i don't do wheelies
Out OT somewhere this cherry pie it got me silly
Say I got a accent where I'm from bitch I'm from philly
I be somewhere down north
Post on the steps no porch
88 drawn what for
Cuz we pushin that work no force
Green beam hot like a torch
& we keep magazines no Source
I don't wanna be him I'm him
I don't wanna be bull I'm bull
Do my thing u alry ain't no if and buts or prollis
Fuckin ya bitch a hobbie backseat 3rd row where u find me
Hittin that curb no boxin drivin that bitch like it's a Johnny
If my name was get away wit it these niggas still wouldn't try me
U was huggin some butt I was huggin the block
Grippin some ass I was grippin the mag
U was cuffin that bitch I was fuckin that bitch
The difference 'tween us u payin the tab
Cuttin the check dummy she fuckin regardless
Stacking my plate no starches clips stick out like teeth ona walrus
I'm kicking her out like Martin
after I dick the bitch down so flawless
She can't stay the night cuz I don't kno who she keep callin
I don't got no rap I'm ten toes & if feel lil stand offish
Pardon the drip no faucet roll that piff & spark it
Smoke until it kill me please don't touch I kno u feel me
Barking on the banchee I go fast i don't do wheelies
Out OT somewhere this cherry pie it got me silly
Say I got a accent where I'm from bitch I'm from philly
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Writer(s): Dominique Jones
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