PlugNB Freestyle (feat. Sean Ev)
Yeah
Made me some Plug n B
Made me some
That nigga Walt made me some Plug n B
Waddup Walt
Yeah
Ohya
Ooh
I did it again
When she start to get out of hand
I just fuck with her friend, whoa
And I want the coupe
So she can lap up with her friend
Want me cause I'm really popping these bands
I ain't popping no Xans, no
Whoa
Said we up at Chucks at the barbeque and all of that
Gotta shout out Hot Handz
And shout out to Phattz
He be making the mac
L F T F L D
Bitch you know where it's at
I've been getting to a rack
I ain't talking Al-Qaeda no
I like fucking with my Libra girl
Cause she balance my highs and lows
Ratatatatatat
That's the sound when I'm
Hold on
Like the strap in the Laundromat
I be shooting all kinds of loads
Damn
Girl I hope you on birth control
I'm the nigga in high demand
But these bitches be first to go (how that work?)
What the fuck is you nervous for
I just chose up on her friend
Thought we would go to the end
Ooh
I did it again
When she start to get out of hand
I just fuck with her friend, whoa
And I want the coupe
So she can lap up with her friend
Want me cause I'm really popping these bands
I ain't popping no Xans, no
Whoa
I did it again
When she start to get out of hand
I just fuck with her friend, whoa
And I want the coupe
So she can lap up with her friend
Want me cause I'm really popping these bands
I ain't popping no Xans, no
Whoa
I pray that
I pray that the money keep on coming
Young nigga turned nothing to something
And we pull up all foreigns we stunting
When I met you was tryna get in my duffy
In no time it took we was just thuggin
Baby know we had problems it's nothing
Baby know when I slut her she love it
Eating Ruth Chris on a fly nigga budget
She pop out with heals we fuckin
I change gears in a AMG stunting
Gripping her thigh I know that she love it
Know that she love it
Ooh
I did it again
When she start to get out of hand
I just fuck with her friend, whoa
And I want the coupe
So she can lap up with her friend
Want me cause I'm really popping these bands
I ain't popping no Xans, no
Whoa
I did it again
When she start to get out of hand
I just fuck with her friend, whoa
And I want the coupe
So she can lap up with her friend
Want me cause I'm really popping these bands
I ain't popping no Xans, no
Whoa
Made me some Plug n B
Made me some
That nigga Walt made me some Plug n B
Waddup Walt
Yeah
Ohya
Ooh
I did it again
When she start to get out of hand
I just fuck with her friend, whoa
And I want the coupe
So she can lap up with her friend
Want me cause I'm really popping these bands
I ain't popping no Xans, no
Whoa
Said we up at Chucks at the barbeque and all of that
Gotta shout out Hot Handz
And shout out to Phattz
He be making the mac
L F T F L D
Bitch you know where it's at
I've been getting to a rack
I ain't talking Al-Qaeda no
I like fucking with my Libra girl
Cause she balance my highs and lows
Ratatatatatat
That's the sound when I'm
Hold on
Like the strap in the Laundromat
I be shooting all kinds of loads
Damn
Girl I hope you on birth control
I'm the nigga in high demand
But these bitches be first to go (how that work?)
What the fuck is you nervous for
I just chose up on her friend
Thought we would go to the end
Ooh
I did it again
When she start to get out of hand
I just fuck with her friend, whoa
And I want the coupe
So she can lap up with her friend
Want me cause I'm really popping these bands
I ain't popping no Xans, no
Whoa
I did it again
When she start to get out of hand
I just fuck with her friend, whoa
And I want the coupe
So she can lap up with her friend
Want me cause I'm really popping these bands
I ain't popping no Xans, no
Whoa
I pray that
I pray that the money keep on coming
Young nigga turned nothing to something
And we pull up all foreigns we stunting
When I met you was tryna get in my duffy
In no time it took we was just thuggin
Baby know we had problems it's nothing
Baby know when I slut her she love it
Eating Ruth Chris on a fly nigga budget
She pop out with heals we fuckin
I change gears in a AMG stunting
Gripping her thigh I know that she love it
Know that she love it
Ooh
I did it again
When she start to get out of hand
I just fuck with her friend, whoa
And I want the coupe
So she can lap up with her friend
Want me cause I'm really popping these bands
I ain't popping no Xans, no
Whoa
I did it again
When she start to get out of hand
I just fuck with her friend, whoa
And I want the coupe
So she can lap up with her friend
Want me cause I'm really popping these bands
I ain't popping no Xans, no
Whoa
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