MetroPCS (feat. Zelooperz)
Kill, tack a stop, all that talkin' with your pussy ass (pussy ass)
Buy a iPhone, no Metro PCS
Pull up wide, body, feline photo on your pussy ass
My bitch is bad, I cracked it, it, it, the code, didn't I? (Didn't I?)
Rap, we're too strong
Fuck up your hot spot right now
Gucci sandal color cobblestone brick right now
Like the stuff with Gucci, Swiss private loan right now
Remote for the range, out of range
Unlocked out my range, bitch got wet like rain
Just like Missy, I can't stand the rain
Like a motherfuckin' genie bottle
Stick on me, no taco, I advance my auto
Me not stoppin', by no way, Vans auto
Bitch is with me, bad, no rebuttal
Still be tryin' cuddle, Tesla photo longer than a bitch
You feel like we on shuttle?
I had to stop at home, make a switch
Boy, that bitch got sloppy
Huntin' round, drunk, this bitch a switch
Boy, that bitch too sloppy
Bitch, I pull up lean like a limp
(Whip on Haagen-Dazs)
When I pull up fishtail like a shrimp
(Pussy west from Nami)
Pull up race car, fuck the glove
(Police cannot find it)
Pull up race car, it's exotic
(In my club compartment)
Here we are
Kill, tack a stop
All that talkin' with your pussy ass (pussy ass)
Buy a iPhone, no Metro PCS
Pull up wide body, feline photo on your pussy ass
My bitch is bad, I cracked it, it, it, it code, didn't I?
Tow truck for the flow, yeah, he the repo man
Metro P.T.S. Detroit like it's Irene
Fuck, fuck this, fuck, fuck that I made a fuck my Conrad
I just say I'm getting where your pockets guess you bypass
V-Bug pick me up
Shawty, I got shit to do
Squares of the paint in a fucking multitude
Moonwalking forward and he got on gator shoes
Saying I should smile more, I end up like a sabertooth
(Uh-huh) Do you want this money, pussy?
You should make your mind up
You thinking for the trigger, give the chalk what a line up
On my Alcatel PCS, I'm getting my grind up
Out the bushes like a plow, I need my chain back
I'm full of rhymes, but-
Yo, take a stop, all that talkin' with your pussy ass (pussy ass)
Buy a iPhone, no Metro PCS
Pull up, wide body, feline photo on your pussy ass
My bitch is bad, I cracked it, it-it the code, didn't I?
Rap, we're too strong, fuck up your hot spot right now
Buy a iPhone, no Metro PCS
Pull up wide, body, feline photo on your pussy ass
My bitch is bad, I cracked it, it, it, the code, didn't I? (Didn't I?)
Rap, we're too strong
Fuck up your hot spot right now
Gucci sandal color cobblestone brick right now
Like the stuff with Gucci, Swiss private loan right now
Remote for the range, out of range
Unlocked out my range, bitch got wet like rain
Just like Missy, I can't stand the rain
Like a motherfuckin' genie bottle
Stick on me, no taco, I advance my auto
Me not stoppin', by no way, Vans auto
Bitch is with me, bad, no rebuttal
Still be tryin' cuddle, Tesla photo longer than a bitch
You feel like we on shuttle?
I had to stop at home, make a switch
Boy, that bitch got sloppy
Huntin' round, drunk, this bitch a switch
Boy, that bitch too sloppy
Bitch, I pull up lean like a limp
(Whip on Haagen-Dazs)
When I pull up fishtail like a shrimp
(Pussy west from Nami)
Pull up race car, fuck the glove
(Police cannot find it)
Pull up race car, it's exotic
(In my club compartment)
Here we are
Kill, tack a stop
All that talkin' with your pussy ass (pussy ass)
Buy a iPhone, no Metro PCS
Pull up wide body, feline photo on your pussy ass
My bitch is bad, I cracked it, it, it, it code, didn't I?
Tow truck for the flow, yeah, he the repo man
Metro P.T.S. Detroit like it's Irene
Fuck, fuck this, fuck, fuck that I made a fuck my Conrad
I just say I'm getting where your pockets guess you bypass
V-Bug pick me up
Shawty, I got shit to do
Squares of the paint in a fucking multitude
Moonwalking forward and he got on gator shoes
Saying I should smile more, I end up like a sabertooth
(Uh-huh) Do you want this money, pussy?
You should make your mind up
You thinking for the trigger, give the chalk what a line up
On my Alcatel PCS, I'm getting my grind up
Out the bushes like a plow, I need my chain back
I'm full of rhymes, but-
Yo, take a stop, all that talkin' with your pussy ass (pussy ass)
Buy a iPhone, no Metro PCS
Pull up, wide body, feline photo on your pussy ass
My bitch is bad, I cracked it, it-it the code, didn't I?
Rap, we're too strong, fuck up your hot spot right now
Credits
Writer(s): Walter Williams, Stephen Michael Feigenbaum, Valee Taylor, Thomas Insana, Michael Vincent Waller, Louis Brodinski
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