4 Play
Had to tell lil mama to shutup and roll me a blunt
Cause the Phonk had a hard day
I been trapping and scheming and hunting with demons
They pulling up airing out broad day
No love for the Tweeters, the net ain't for grievances
I'm on front street like its Broadway
All the pups gonna do wha the dog say
I said come eat the dick she said Ok
(Okay)
That lil money you flipping is short cake
But I'm thick in the mix like a sorbet
I'm big gang I don't do what a whore say
Poke her ass and I hit the whore way
Call her friends now she made it a 4way
I'm bout action, give a fuck about foreplay
You ain't fuckin ya shit at the doorway
If I up it, you hitting the floor way
I heard about what you said that you gone do to me boy
You know that you ain't doing me shit
Talking bout that you gone drop you a bag on the guy
Pussy you can't afford you no hit
Man you can kill all the dissing and foolery
Truthfully, you don't want none of this shit
Told you this choppa gone knock out a rib
Slide on what? You aint got you no whip
(You can't slide on a thang)
Pull up this wood that I'm smoking its thick
Open the door let it hit
Bitch nigga said that it's up, that is it
Bruce Lee Glock gotta kick
Boy you a pussy can tell by your stench
Your manager paying ya rent
Ain't got no artillery pockets too skimp
You run the burbs nigga that's not a trench
Rock at least a 5 piece whenever I pop out
Gang got heavy metal, yeah we Rockout
Nigga tried to diss gang and got shot down
Gotta keep a fan on me cause it's hot out
Took a trip to yo block you was not out
And we dropped the lo pussy nigga pop out
I heard that thot bitch, turning opp now
Lurking yo main nigga, got the drop now
Had to tell lil mama to shutup and roll me a blunt
Cause the Phonk had a hard day
I been trapping and scheming and hunting with demons
They pulling up airing out broad day
No love for the Tweeters, the net ain't for grievances
I'm on front street like its Broadway
All the pups gonna do wha the dog say
I said come eat the dick she said Ok
(Okay)
That lil money you flipping is short cake
But I'm thick in the mix like a sorbet
I'm big gang I don't do what a whore say
Poke her ass and I hit the whore way
Call her friends now she made it a 4way
I'm bout action, give a fuck about foreplay
You ain't fuckin ya shit at the doorway
If I up it, you hitting the floor way
Cause the Phonk had a hard day
I been trapping and scheming and hunting with demons
They pulling up airing out broad day
No love for the Tweeters, the net ain't for grievances
I'm on front street like its Broadway
All the pups gonna do wha the dog say
I said come eat the dick she said Ok
(Okay)
That lil money you flipping is short cake
But I'm thick in the mix like a sorbet
I'm big gang I don't do what a whore say
Poke her ass and I hit the whore way
Call her friends now she made it a 4way
I'm bout action, give a fuck about foreplay
You ain't fuckin ya shit at the doorway
If I up it, you hitting the floor way
I heard about what you said that you gone do to me boy
You know that you ain't doing me shit
Talking bout that you gone drop you a bag on the guy
Pussy you can't afford you no hit
Man you can kill all the dissing and foolery
Truthfully, you don't want none of this shit
Told you this choppa gone knock out a rib
Slide on what? You aint got you no whip
(You can't slide on a thang)
Pull up this wood that I'm smoking its thick
Open the door let it hit
Bitch nigga said that it's up, that is it
Bruce Lee Glock gotta kick
Boy you a pussy can tell by your stench
Your manager paying ya rent
Ain't got no artillery pockets too skimp
You run the burbs nigga that's not a trench
Rock at least a 5 piece whenever I pop out
Gang got heavy metal, yeah we Rockout
Nigga tried to diss gang and got shot down
Gotta keep a fan on me cause it's hot out
Took a trip to yo block you was not out
And we dropped the lo pussy nigga pop out
I heard that thot bitch, turning opp now
Lurking yo main nigga, got the drop now
Had to tell lil mama to shutup and roll me a blunt
Cause the Phonk had a hard day
I been trapping and scheming and hunting with demons
They pulling up airing out broad day
No love for the Tweeters, the net ain't for grievances
I'm on front street like its Broadway
All the pups gonna do wha the dog say
I said come eat the dick she said Ok
(Okay)
That lil money you flipping is short cake
But I'm thick in the mix like a sorbet
I'm big gang I don't do what a whore say
Poke her ass and I hit the whore way
Call her friends now she made it a 4way
I'm bout action, give a fuck about foreplay
You ain't fuckin ya shit at the doorway
If I up it, you hitting the floor way
Credits
Writer(s): Jagvir Aujla, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur
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