Welluuummmm
Fast
Let my voice paint pictures
And my words light scriptures
Ya family gon miss ya
Don't be they next victim
They took that boy in broad day
Now my trigga gotta trigga play
Rip is all his niggas say
And they wonder why we out the way
I keep my mind on a duffle nigga
Go and get ya self a hustle nigga
I heard you praying on my downfall
You lucky I don't come down ya'll
Blew a bag to make the soles bleed
And it's vacuum seals before the dope leave
Condo hit for two g's
And my bitch just bought a new weave
And that was on a light day
We fly em in but they don't ever stay
I seen his rollie do the tick tock
But my rollie made his bitch watch
And you can tell when the love is real
I'll never fake it I don't know the feel
And some niggas just have to go
X em out tic tac toe
Let my voice paint pictures
And my words light scriptures
Ya family gon miss ya
Don't be they next victim
They took that boy in broad day
Now my trigga gotta trigga play
Rip is all his niggas say
And they wonder why we out the way
Idi amin finna eat me some beans
You still wearing tru religion ain't no pimp in ya jeans
I could tell that
Pussy boy in a hellcat
Got my nigga where the jail at
Denying bail at
Pimpin thank her for every single dollar that she give
Pimpin tell her how beautiful how wonderful she is
Ya whole circle got 360 deals
When I seen how they did em
Shit it gave me the chills
We both plato
You the clay though
Shit I'm johnny cueto
Giant giant paseos
We both homer you the simpson
I'm the poet I be pimpin like 96 hov
Six hoes sixty toes I rather ball on the low
Feather in ya cap
For flocking a nigga trap
Heat to his beak
Like nigga where the birds
Diamonds shining like I robbed liberace
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Welluuummmm
Fast
Let my voice paint pictures
And my words light scriptures
Ya family gon miss ya
Don't be they next victim
They took that boy in broad day
Now my trigga gotta trigga play
Rip is all his niggas say
And they wonder why we out the way
I keep my mind on a duffle nigga
Go and get ya self a hustle nigga
I heard you praying on my downfall
You lucky I don't come down ya'll
Blew a bag to make the soles bleed
And it's vacuum seals before the dope leave
Condo hit for two g's
And my bitch just bought a new weave
And that was on a light day
We fly em in but they don't ever stay
I seen his rollie do the tick tock
But my rollie made his bitch watch
And you can tell when the love is real
I'll never fake it I don't know the feel
And some niggas just have to go
X em out tic tac toe
Let my voice paint pictures
And my words light scriptures
Ya family gon miss ya
Don't be they next victim
They took that boy in broad day
Now my trigga gotta trigga play
Rip is all his niggas say
And they wonder why we out the way
Idi amin finna eat me some beans
You still wearing tru religion ain't no pimp in ya jeans
I could tell that
Pussy boy in a hellcat
Got my nigga where the jail at
Denying bail at
Pimpin thank her for every single dollar that she give
Pimpin tell her how beautiful how wonderful she is
Ya whole circle got 360 deals
When I seen how they did em
Shit it gave me the chills
We both plato
You the clay though
Shit I'm johnny cueto
Giant giant paseos
We both homer you the simpson
I'm the poet I be pimpin like 96 hov
Six hoes sixty toes I rather ball on the low
Feather in ya cap
For flocking a nigga trap
Heat to his beak
Like nigga where the birds
Diamonds shining like I robbed liberace
Fast
Let my voice paint pictures
And my words light scriptures
Ya family gon miss ya
Don't be they next victim
They took that boy in broad day
Now my trigga gotta trigga play
Rip is all his niggas say
And they wonder why we out the way
I keep my mind on a duffle nigga
Go and get ya self a hustle nigga
I heard you praying on my downfall
You lucky I don't come down ya'll
Blew a bag to make the soles bleed
And it's vacuum seals before the dope leave
Condo hit for two g's
And my bitch just bought a new weave
And that was on a light day
We fly em in but they don't ever stay
I seen his rollie do the tick tock
But my rollie made his bitch watch
And you can tell when the love is real
I'll never fake it I don't know the feel
And some niggas just have to go
X em out tic tac toe
Let my voice paint pictures
And my words light scriptures
Ya family gon miss ya
Don't be they next victim
They took that boy in broad day
Now my trigga gotta trigga play
Rip is all his niggas say
And they wonder why we out the way
Idi amin finna eat me some beans
You still wearing tru religion ain't no pimp in ya jeans
I could tell that
Pussy boy in a hellcat
Got my nigga where the jail at
Denying bail at
Pimpin thank her for every single dollar that she give
Pimpin tell her how beautiful how wonderful she is
Ya whole circle got 360 deals
When I seen how they did em
Shit it gave me the chills
We both plato
You the clay though
Shit I'm johnny cueto
Giant giant paseos
We both homer you the simpson
I'm the poet I be pimpin like 96 hov
Six hoes sixty toes I rather ball on the low
Feather in ya cap
For flocking a nigga trap
Heat to his beak
Like nigga where the birds
Diamonds shining like I robbed liberace
Writer: Michael Miller
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid