224 HP You can shop wit me
448 It's a plate Bitch, I'm pushin' p
Cutie pie 112 I be swervin' through
I be poppin' off them plates Outta f*ckin' coupe
I drink, yank With the ice, I don't need no juice
I break packs like it's ice poppin' with the crew
She take pipe from the bank, she wasnt really cute
I still f*ck, I'm still real and I'm livin' proof
This shit really 16, but you never knew
Cause you green, off of you, I made 32
Traphouse got raw chickens in the living room
It's a lot of lion in it like a f*ckin' zoo
224 HP You can shout with me yea yea
448 It's a plate Bitch, I'm pushin' p whoa whoa
Cutie pie 112 I be swervin' through swervin thru
I be poppin' off them plates Outta f*ckin' coupe
Get a O, got a dash like the letter Q
Finna get to the money, what I'm finna do
What you cook in your pot, its just for some shoes
What I whip in my bowl, it will revenue
Nigga had a gallon jar, that bitch full of lean
Nigga right there on that raw, that shit full of beans
Nigga right there in the stove, that shit full of grass
Nigga choppers on your table, they get on your ass
224 HP You can shop with me yea yea
448 It's a plate Bitch, I'm pushin' p whoa whoa
Cutie pie 112 I be swervin' through swervin thru
I be poppin' off them plates Outta f*ckin' coupe
224 HP You can shop with me yea yea
448 It's a plate Bitch, I'm pushin' p whoa whoa
Cutie pie 112 I be swervin' through swervin thru
I be poppin' off them plates Outta f*ckin' coupe
Outta f*ckin' coupe
Yeah, that big Stroo like on Black Parade
Yeah, I'm movin' like the president
They say they like my style, and the way I move impeccable
The way I get it in, you'll think I had a cheat code
My plug, Got, that za , he gimme that shit for the bub price
Ain't got no choice but to win, I'm finna go get it in
My young nigga in the kitchen, whippin' it up, tryna get to the benz
All my niggas got some motion, we ain't tryna get no friends
You can get it how you wanna, place your order
Just know we on the phone, don't be talkin' out of order
Look, see, man, I need about two pounds
Man, you know not to be callin' the phone like that, man
F*ck, you so hot
Damn
Man, I'ma, I'ma hit you back, man, you talk crazy
Damn
Astro Boy AKA Stro - PRESHAHBEATS.COM ZOO (feat. @PRESHAHBEATS.COM) Lyrics
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224 HP You can shop wit me
448 It's a plate Bitch, I'm pushin' p
Cutie pie 112 I be swervin' through
I be poppin' off them plates Outta f*ckin' coupe
I drink, yank With the ice, I don't need no juice
I break packs like it's ice poppin' with the crew
She take pipe from the bank, she wasnt really cute
I still f*ck, I'm still real and I'm livin' proof
This shit really 16, but you never knew
Cause you green, off of you, I made 32
Traphouse got raw chickens in the living room
It's a lot of lion in it like a f*ckin' zoo
224 HP You can shout with me yea yea
448 It's a plate Bitch, I'm pushin' p whoa whoa
Cutie pie 112 I be swervin' through swervin thru
I be poppin' off them plates Outta f*ckin' coupe
Get a O, got a dash like the letter Q
Finna get to the money, what I'm finna do
What you cook in your pot, its just for some shoes
What I whip in my bowl, it will revenue
Nigga had a gallon jar, that bitch full of lean
Nigga right there on that raw, that shit full of beans
Nigga right there in the stove, that shit full of grass
Nigga choppers on your table, they get on your ass
224 HP You can shop with me yea yea
448 It's a plate Bitch, I'm pushin' p whoa whoa
Cutie pie 112 I be swervin' through swervin thru
I be poppin' off them plates Outta f*ckin' coupe
224 HP You can shop with me yea yea
448 It's a plate Bitch, I'm pushin' p whoa whoa
Cutie pie 112 I be swervin' through swervin thru
I be poppin' off them plates Outta f*ckin' coupe
Outta f*ckin' coupe
Yeah, that big Stroo like on Black Parade
Yeah, I'm movin' like the president
They say they like my style, and the way I move impeccable
The way I get it in, you'll think I had a cheat code
My plug, Got, that za , he gimme that shit for the bub price
Ain't got no choice but to win, I'm finna go get it in
My young nigga in the kitchen, whippin' it up, tryna get to the benz
All my niggas got some motion, we ain't tryna get no friends
You can get it how you wanna, place your order
Just know we on the phone, don't be talkin' out of order
Look, see, man, I need about two pounds
Man, you know not to be callin' the phone like that, man
F*ck, you so hot
Damn
Man, I'ma, I'ma hit you back, man, you talk crazy
Damn
448 It's a plate Bitch, I'm pushin' p
Cutie pie 112 I be swervin' through
I be poppin' off them plates Outta f*ckin' coupe
I drink, yank With the ice, I don't need no juice
I break packs like it's ice poppin' with the crew
She take pipe from the bank, she wasnt really cute
I still f*ck, I'm still real and I'm livin' proof
This shit really 16, but you never knew
Cause you green, off of you, I made 32
Traphouse got raw chickens in the living room
It's a lot of lion in it like a f*ckin' zoo
224 HP You can shout with me yea yea
448 It's a plate Bitch, I'm pushin' p whoa whoa
Cutie pie 112 I be swervin' through swervin thru
I be poppin' off them plates Outta f*ckin' coupe
Get a O, got a dash like the letter Q
Finna get to the money, what I'm finna do
What you cook in your pot, its just for some shoes
What I whip in my bowl, it will revenue
Nigga had a gallon jar, that bitch full of lean
Nigga right there on that raw, that shit full of beans
Nigga right there in the stove, that shit full of grass
Nigga choppers on your table, they get on your ass
224 HP You can shop with me yea yea
448 It's a plate Bitch, I'm pushin' p whoa whoa
Cutie pie 112 I be swervin' through swervin thru
I be poppin' off them plates Outta f*ckin' coupe
224 HP You can shop with me yea yea
448 It's a plate Bitch, I'm pushin' p whoa whoa
Cutie pie 112 I be swervin' through swervin thru
I be poppin' off them plates Outta f*ckin' coupe
Outta f*ckin' coupe
Yeah, that big Stroo like on Black Parade
Yeah, I'm movin' like the president
They say they like my style, and the way I move impeccable
The way I get it in, you'll think I had a cheat code
My plug, Got, that za , he gimme that shit for the bub price
Ain't got no choice but to win, I'm finna go get it in
My young nigga in the kitchen, whippin' it up, tryna get to the benz
All my niggas got some motion, we ain't tryna get no friends
You can get it how you wanna, place your order
Just know we on the phone, don't be talkin' out of order
Look, see, man, I need about two pounds
Man, you know not to be callin' the phone like that, man
F*ck, you so hot
Damn
Man, I'ma, I'ma hit you back, man, you talk crazy
Damn
Writer: LAMARCO WILCOX JR.
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