FREESMOOKY
(D-d-d-duel) Hit em with sticks, and big knocks
(big knocks) Uh yeah, im the big boss (big boss)
Running round town with flip flops (flip flops)
Boomin' shit up like im rick ross (yeah) Yuh
Fuck around with your hoe cuz I know that bitch
She a treesh, yeah Brand new Mac-11, hop inside
The whip without no keys (yuh without no keys)
Yuh, brand new bitch, she eaten me up, like macaroni
And the cheese Double my guap up, this shit get real
Came from the bottom a tree (huh) Yea we stay slumped
Up, and I slept on the Molly and woke back on ectasy
(yeah) Yea we gon rock out the show, we making guap
I sold out the seats Yea, if you not my twiz then don't
Ring a bell, just go and knock up on the door Huh
1974 Shake dat ass go drop it up on the floor (floor)
Mix the Molly and the perc, heard the same shit and I
Know it aint hurt Pull up the lamb truck outta the dirt
Makin money you can call me lil durk Pour up a brand
New four, yea I need sum money want more yea 34-1
Check the mufuckin score Hit a bitch up in my lamb
Truck, yea we done did the swerve Man these 808s
Talking to you, and I now that your bitch ass heard
Yea, maison margiela, pull up with my flee, pull up
With all of my herd Yea, sky-er than ever, higher
Than ever, bitch im the biggest bird (bitch im the biggest bird)
Yuh, Hit em with sticks, and big knocks (big knocks)
Uh yeah, im the big boss (big boss) Running round
Town with flip flops (flip flops) Boomin' shit up like
Im rick ross (yeah) Yuh, fuck around with your hoe
Cuz I know that bitch she a treesh, yeah Brand new
Mac-11, hop inside the whip without no keys (yuh
Without no keys) Yuh, brand new bitch, she eaten me up
Like macaroni and the cheese Double my guap up, this
Shit get real, came from the bottom a tree (huh) Yea we
Stay slumped up, and I slept on the Molly and woke back
On ectasy (yeah) Yea we gon rock out the show, we making
Guap I sold out the seats Yea, if you not my twiz then
Don't ring a bell, just go and knock up on the door Huh
1974 Shake dat ass go drop it up on the floor (floor)
Mix the Molly and the perc, heard the same shit and I
Know it aint hurt Pull up the lamb truck outta the dirt
Makin money you can call me lil durk Pour up a brand
New four, yea I need sum money want more (Bitch, haha)
(big knocks) Uh yeah, im the big boss (big boss)
Running round town with flip flops (flip flops)
Boomin' shit up like im rick ross (yeah) Yuh
Fuck around with your hoe cuz I know that bitch
She a treesh, yeah Brand new Mac-11, hop inside
The whip without no keys (yuh without no keys)
Yuh, brand new bitch, she eaten me up, like macaroni
And the cheese Double my guap up, this shit get real
Came from the bottom a tree (huh) Yea we stay slumped
Up, and I slept on the Molly and woke back on ectasy
(yeah) Yea we gon rock out the show, we making guap
I sold out the seats Yea, if you not my twiz then don't
Ring a bell, just go and knock up on the door Huh
1974 Shake dat ass go drop it up on the floor (floor)
Mix the Molly and the perc, heard the same shit and I
Know it aint hurt Pull up the lamb truck outta the dirt
Makin money you can call me lil durk Pour up a brand
New four, yea I need sum money want more yea 34-1
Check the mufuckin score Hit a bitch up in my lamb
Truck, yea we done did the swerve Man these 808s
Talking to you, and I now that your bitch ass heard
Yea, maison margiela, pull up with my flee, pull up
With all of my herd Yea, sky-er than ever, higher
Than ever, bitch im the biggest bird (bitch im the biggest bird)
Yuh, Hit em with sticks, and big knocks (big knocks)
Uh yeah, im the big boss (big boss) Running round
Town with flip flops (flip flops) Boomin' shit up like
Im rick ross (yeah) Yuh, fuck around with your hoe
Cuz I know that bitch she a treesh, yeah Brand new
Mac-11, hop inside the whip without no keys (yuh
Without no keys) Yuh, brand new bitch, she eaten me up
Like macaroni and the cheese Double my guap up, this
Shit get real, came from the bottom a tree (huh) Yea we
Stay slumped up, and I slept on the Molly and woke back
On ectasy (yeah) Yea we gon rock out the show, we making
Guap I sold out the seats Yea, if you not my twiz then
Don't ring a bell, just go and knock up on the door Huh
1974 Shake dat ass go drop it up on the floor (floor)
Mix the Molly and the perc, heard the same shit and I
Know it aint hurt Pull up the lamb truck outta the dirt
Makin money you can call me lil durk Pour up a brand
New four, yea I need sum money want more (Bitch, haha)
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Writer(s): Mostafa Rezk
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