Pockets Loaded

Ohhh
Shawty slow your roll
Hit me in the evening, She call me on her phone
This wallet cannot fold
Pants like a weapon cuz my pockets super loaded

Ohhh
Shawty slow your roll
Hit me in the evening, She call me on her phone
This wallet cannot fold
Pants like a weapon cuz my pockets super loaded

Most of them girls done said it, I was too nice
Put a condom 'round ya ear, & fuck what you heard twice
Still don't care, I want baguettes in my hair
I want the chains, link, link, link put em together, a pair married
(yeah)
I want em here! (yeah)
He saying he wanting a zip (Aye)
File it, Pack it, Send it, Rap it again
Mail it, Track it, Send to me & my friends
Some of this money gone blow in the wind
I'm not opposed to making more Benjamin's
When you popping bitches need you right now
She want me to view her as nasty
Cuz she a nasty hoe
She want it all on video
But I'm not Lyrical Lemonade
Just let me not
Around the stars I'm a astronaut

Ohhh
Shawty slow your roll
Hit me in the evening, She call me on her phone
This wallet cannot fold
Pants like a weapon cuz my pockets super loaded

Ohhh
Shawty slow your roll
Hit me in the evening, She call me on her phone
This wallet cannot fold
Pants like a weapon cuz my pockets super loaded

This wallet cannot fold
Pants like a weapon cuz my pockets super loaded

Ohhh
Shawty slow your roll

Pants like a weapon, super loaded



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Writer(s): Deven Richard Knight
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