POOTIE TANG (Freestyle)
Yeah fucked up
Yeah
Fucked up
Fucken got hoes like Pootie Tang
Most of these girls don't know my name
Yet we outchea linkin' up and we still take shots like Kirko Bangz
Still got saucin' on my flames
Some of these bros be playing games
Ain't no niggas playing games
Girl I got tricks like David Blaine
All my old friends don't ride no more
All my new friends are still at stake
All my heartbreak's are still at score
But I need toppings on my cake
Imma need Virgil's on my feet
Imma need curtains on my sheets
I got hoes like Santa Claus
And they dress up like Christmas trees
Had a wet dream last night but I can't really tell cause the boy can't sleep
Boy I drank lean last night but I don't really know how the boy got kieshed
I remember going out
Met a new girl but she ain't for keeps
And she say she got a man
Tell your man that you for the streets
My hair pink
Like a white girl pussy when I spank that clit
That's your bitch but she out here with me that don't make no sense
I'm convinced, that these niggas talking but she on my dick
And she call you baby so you kiss her on her lips
You need Jesus like that bitch
I need angels like I'm Chris
He bought Gucci but I'm still going take your girl with the clothes I thrift
My life only started some of my peers right now got kids
Don't take drugs but I swear I still go hard with the weed I spliff
I take sips
Of this rain that drips
It's the pain I mix
With the flame I lit
That's that shit
I take sips
Of this rain that drips
It's the pain I mix
With the flame I lit
I can't risk myself
I can't ever risk myself
I got people in my corner I can't ever go to hell
She takes naked pictures cause she always been a freak
She takes naked pictures so she always get me creaked
Late night's in December I was always getting visits
I was always on my bullshit
I was always on a mission
I told Caesar I can't fuck with melanin boy I need that buttermilk
She ain't got no baby but I swear she off the pills
I been keeping real
All this water keep still
Backseat fucking, bitch you can't be outchea catching feels
I got bro's who never wanna see me get my way
All I do is pray I can't let 'em be my fate
I got dreams of getting all this money while I'm young
I had dreams of being a billionaire by 21
Nothing ever stops me cause I'm always going green
Till I'm doing movies like I'm fucken Charlie Sheen
Yeah
Fucked up
Fucken got hoes like Pootie Tang
Most of these girls don't know my name
Yet we outchea linkin' up and we still take shots like Kirko Bangz
Still got saucin' on my flames
Some of these bros be playing games
Ain't no niggas playing games
Girl I got tricks like David Blaine
All my old friends don't ride no more
All my new friends are still at stake
All my heartbreak's are still at score
But I need toppings on my cake
Imma need Virgil's on my feet
Imma need curtains on my sheets
I got hoes like Santa Claus
And they dress up like Christmas trees
Had a wet dream last night but I can't really tell cause the boy can't sleep
Boy I drank lean last night but I don't really know how the boy got kieshed
I remember going out
Met a new girl but she ain't for keeps
And she say she got a man
Tell your man that you for the streets
My hair pink
Like a white girl pussy when I spank that clit
That's your bitch but she out here with me that don't make no sense
I'm convinced, that these niggas talking but she on my dick
And she call you baby so you kiss her on her lips
You need Jesus like that bitch
I need angels like I'm Chris
He bought Gucci but I'm still going take your girl with the clothes I thrift
My life only started some of my peers right now got kids
Don't take drugs but I swear I still go hard with the weed I spliff
I take sips
Of this rain that drips
It's the pain I mix
With the flame I lit
That's that shit
I take sips
Of this rain that drips
It's the pain I mix
With the flame I lit
I can't risk myself
I can't ever risk myself
I got people in my corner I can't ever go to hell
She takes naked pictures cause she always been a freak
She takes naked pictures so she always get me creaked
Late night's in December I was always getting visits
I was always on my bullshit
I was always on a mission
I told Caesar I can't fuck with melanin boy I need that buttermilk
She ain't got no baby but I swear she off the pills
I been keeping real
All this water keep still
Backseat fucking, bitch you can't be outchea catching feels
I got bro's who never wanna see me get my way
All I do is pray I can't let 'em be my fate
I got dreams of getting all this money while I'm young
I had dreams of being a billionaire by 21
Nothing ever stops me cause I'm always going green
Till I'm doing movies like I'm fucken Charlie Sheen
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Writer(s): Kutlwano Morema
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