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Bitch Shut up
(Uh) Foul on the play Man these niggas can’t ball
Wear her ass out on the way to the mall
Ball to hard need my face on the wall
Louis V checkerboard Don rock pink dolphin
Shots like a bar “Like you be here often” ?
My SmackDown raw I’m stone cold Steve Austin
Money talk Nigga you can’t even much mock me
FN 57 a motherfucking marksman
You thinking I am green and you end up white chalking
Not personal it’s business get shot in your office
I give her my kids now her tummy is full of orphans
Smoking Exotic it turns up my endorphins
Book her a trip go straight to the telly
You take her to eat I put dick in her belly
I’m bathing ape down from the jungle I’m fresher
This shit gonna move ain’t got to touch I’m a Tesla
Fucking on a Muslim she straight from the Mecca
Was bracking what’s poppin my bloods on your schedule
Do you really really want beef with a devil
Smoke a Nigga Broad day then watch the dust settle
Why I would trade out a bird for a feather?
Why would trade out K for a shovel?
Kuz when Kill his whole gang they gon need a hearse hummer
So we May bring that fire it’s gon b a hot summer
I got the ties to survive in the jungle
Been in my prime with the apes gettin money
Wen the fetti on line then shit could get bloody
I got put it on your mind or I could put it in ya stomach
You choose
I got her brain n u got her confused
I think you niggas you got me confused
Go play with yo kids don’t play with this dude
Kuz u could get bloosed
Hit up young Mally he get straight to the business
Tool in ya mouth like a mf dentist
I’m posted on the prentiss with a 4 and half this shit is a scrimmage
Ride with that rocket I feel like James harden
Fucking this bitch on a whatchamacallit
I got the bitch on her knees on the carpet
I’m killing the pussy I bought her a coffin
Hoping you keeping the score when we ballin
Fucking this lil bitch I met up in starlets
My bitch she gon hate me and love me in da morning
I’m just young mf like Norman
CPR Shawty the life of the party
I keep me a mac like I’m straight out safari
This a cold world and nobody ain’t warm me
(wait)
I mean nobody ain’t warn me
I come from new Orleans I keep me a 40
Got beat like I’m 40
I keep me no worries
Hahaha
Credits
Tre Pierre

Tre Pierre

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