Pilau
Alrighty Pinhead, your time is up
Who you calling Pinhead I wanna be Dirty Dan
What makes you think you can be Dirty Dan
I be feeling cooped up
We not tryna do nun
I don't wanna lose her, but my options getting cooler
West side shootah, call me when you do the
She hit my medulla, so I better not lose her
I be feeling cooped up
We not tryna do nun
I don't wanna lose her but my options getting cooler
West side shootah, call me when you do the
She hit my medulla, so I better not lose her
I'm at my braddah's house
We be getting turnt, with his friend n' nem
Some thirsty hoes
Tryna catch some nut, they look like M&M's
I hop da benz, all my niggas hopping out a coupe
Who is you? She gon' bend that over like she tied a shoe
Yeah my crew, we be stuck together like we coat in glue
My thread is true, yeah this coat ain't plaid
This shit be Saint Laurent
My bitch look fond, she look just like font
Her eyes italicized
I see the shit be squinting when a nigga hit it from the side
Hit that Toosie Slide, in my Jesus slides, Crucifix
I hope she crossed her heart and hope to die, I nutted on her lips
That shit ain't food, but she'll eat it up that breakfast super balanced
Dumb bitch, acting immature got sent to Youth Challenge
(Hoo)
I be feeling cooped up
We not tryna do nun
I don't wanna lose her, but my options getting cooler
West side shootah, call me when you do the
She hit my medulla, so I better not lose her
I be feeling cooped up
We not tryna do nun
I don't wanna lose her, but my options getting cooler
West side shootah, call me when you do the
She hit my medulla, so I better not lose her
West side shootah
Don't be telling rumors
Keep this all a secret and I swear I'll never do ya
Wrong like prosecutor, ride me like a cruiser
I'm the only one who suit her
So she treat me like a Hooter
Met a little shawty from the West side
Told me all the brothers don't play round there
I just wanna get under your waistline
In your waistline, no need to waste time
She fucking with the crew, yeah yeah
She told me how it do, yeah yeah
Girl I like the way you move it
When she on top, I like the view, yeah
I be feeling cooped up
We not tryna do nun
I don't wanna lose her, but my options getting cooler
West side shootah, call me when you do the
She hit my medulla, so I better not lose her
I be feeling cooped up
We not tryna do nun
I don't wanna lose her, but my options getting cooler
West side shootah, call me when you do the
She hit my medulla, so I better not lose her
Who you calling Pinhead I wanna be Dirty Dan
What makes you think you can be Dirty Dan
I be feeling cooped up
We not tryna do nun
I don't wanna lose her, but my options getting cooler
West side shootah, call me when you do the
She hit my medulla, so I better not lose her
I be feeling cooped up
We not tryna do nun
I don't wanna lose her but my options getting cooler
West side shootah, call me when you do the
She hit my medulla, so I better not lose her
I'm at my braddah's house
We be getting turnt, with his friend n' nem
Some thirsty hoes
Tryna catch some nut, they look like M&M's
I hop da benz, all my niggas hopping out a coupe
Who is you? She gon' bend that over like she tied a shoe
Yeah my crew, we be stuck together like we coat in glue
My thread is true, yeah this coat ain't plaid
This shit be Saint Laurent
My bitch look fond, she look just like font
Her eyes italicized
I see the shit be squinting when a nigga hit it from the side
Hit that Toosie Slide, in my Jesus slides, Crucifix
I hope she crossed her heart and hope to die, I nutted on her lips
That shit ain't food, but she'll eat it up that breakfast super balanced
Dumb bitch, acting immature got sent to Youth Challenge
(Hoo)
I be feeling cooped up
We not tryna do nun
I don't wanna lose her, but my options getting cooler
West side shootah, call me when you do the
She hit my medulla, so I better not lose her
I be feeling cooped up
We not tryna do nun
I don't wanna lose her, but my options getting cooler
West side shootah, call me when you do the
She hit my medulla, so I better not lose her
West side shootah
Don't be telling rumors
Keep this all a secret and I swear I'll never do ya
Wrong like prosecutor, ride me like a cruiser
I'm the only one who suit her
So she treat me like a Hooter
Met a little shawty from the West side
Told me all the brothers don't play round there
I just wanna get under your waistline
In your waistline, no need to waste time
She fucking with the crew, yeah yeah
She told me how it do, yeah yeah
Girl I like the way you move it
When she on top, I like the view, yeah
I be feeling cooped up
We not tryna do nun
I don't wanna lose her, but my options getting cooler
West side shootah, call me when you do the
She hit my medulla, so I better not lose her
I be feeling cooped up
We not tryna do nun
I don't wanna lose her, but my options getting cooler
West side shootah, call me when you do the
She hit my medulla, so I better not lose her
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