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Pelican Video (MV)




Performed By: Baybro T
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Terrance Ulysse




Baybro T - Pelican Lyrics
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Sorry baby can't let go of my pride
I got me two bitches I cannot decide
Got two more bitches wanna hop in the ride
They pussy wet call it slippery slide
If I get high its gonna be to the sky
My niggas get rich and you just getting by
He talking shit then we gonna let it fly
I call these bullets a pelican
Pelican, pelican, pelican
Know who you stepping to, know who you f'ing with
Wait now that you mention it
I boned your bitch like a skeleton
I wasn't feeling it
Damn these racks feel infinite
Damn these packs I'm flipping it
Real and fake I can't tell the difference no more
Got the bitch tryna lick me when I'm so bored
But the bitch can't kiss me with a cold sore
And I got all the keys for the closed doors
I ain't f*cking with that hate shit no more
I ain't f*cking with that fake shit no more
It ain't money what the f*ck you call my phone for
I ain't tryna leave my house unless I'm on tour
These niggas say they spin my block but I'm on yours
Automatic Smith and Wesson hit em in his f*cking biscuit
Its gonna split his melon
After I'm gonna take his bitches
And we gon never kiss em
All the digits split it with my brothers
If you with it let's go get it
Nigga stack the cheddar
Lotta cash for one fella
Make it rain you should go get a umbrella
And your girl got no shame you should come get her
Wanna hang with the gang make her cum better
Put the pain in my game on a new level
Baby girl that's your man you could do better
You ain't gotta save your name only two letters
Green in my pocket you got bread I got new lettuce
Sorry baby can't let go of my pride
I got me two bitches I cannot decide
Got two more bitches wanna hop in the ride
They pussy wet call it slippery slide
If I get high its gonna be to the sky
My niggas get rich and you just getting by
He talking shit then we gonna let it fly
I call these bullets a pelican
Pelican, pelican, pelican
Know who you stepping to, know who you f'ing with
Wait now that you mention it
I boned your bitch like a skeleton
I wasn't feeling it
Damn these racks feel infinite
Damn these packs I'm flipping it
Real and fake I can't tell the difference no more
But I'm heading to the top and I'm so sure
If she wanna see my crib need a brochure
If she giving me a look ima go for it
With the ice on my neck you could snowboard
I got water on deck and you on shore
I got water on Patek don't drown boy
I'm a city kid never been a town boy
If you wanna get to know me better ask around boy
If a nigga really want it we gon do it
We gon hit em if we miss him
F*ck it nigga spin his block one more time
Take his thot like she mine
And she not but she hot
And I took her to the spot
She gonna taste cock
Lotta money run through it
Got my fingers cramping up tryna thumb through it
When you f*ck up you wishing you could undo it
But that's not how life works can't undo it
I said huh
Lotta money run through it
Got my fingers cramping up tryna thumb through it
When you f*ck up you wishing you could undo it
But that's not how life works can't undo it what
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Sorry baby can't let go of my pride
I got me two bitches I cannot decide
Got two more bitches wanna hop in the ride
They pussy wet call it slippery slide
If I get high its gonna be to the sky
My niggas get rich and you just getting by
He talking shit then we gonna let it fly
I call these bullets a pelican
Pelican, pelican, pelican
Know who you stepping to, know who you f'ing with
Wait now that you mention it
I boned your bitch like a skeleton
I wasn't feeling it
Damn these racks feel infinite
Damn these packs I'm flipping it
Real and fake I can't tell the difference no more
Got the bitch tryna lick me when I'm so bored
But the bitch can't kiss me with a cold sore
And I got all the keys for the closed doors
I ain't f*cking with that hate shit no more
I ain't f*cking with that fake shit no more
It ain't money what the f*ck you call my phone for
I ain't tryna leave my house unless I'm on tour
These niggas say they spin my block but I'm on yours
Automatic Smith and Wesson hit em in his f*cking biscuit
Its gonna split his melon
After I'm gonna take his bitches
And we gon never kiss em
All the digits split it with my brothers
If you with it let's go get it
Nigga stack the cheddar
Lotta cash for one fella
Make it rain you should go get a umbrella
And your girl got no shame you should come get her
Wanna hang with the gang make her cum better
Put the pain in my game on a new level
Baby girl that's your man you could do better
You ain't gotta save your name only two letters
Green in my pocket you got bread I got new lettuce
Sorry baby can't let go of my pride
I got me two bitches I cannot decide
Got two more bitches wanna hop in the ride
They pussy wet call it slippery slide
If I get high its gonna be to the sky
My niggas get rich and you just getting by
He talking shit then we gonna let it fly
I call these bullets a pelican
Pelican, pelican, pelican
Know who you stepping to, know who you f'ing with
Wait now that you mention it
I boned your bitch like a skeleton
I wasn't feeling it
Damn these racks feel infinite
Damn these packs I'm flipping it
Real and fake I can't tell the difference no more
But I'm heading to the top and I'm so sure
If she wanna see my crib need a brochure
If she giving me a look ima go for it
With the ice on my neck you could snowboard
I got water on deck and you on shore
I got water on Patek don't drown boy
I'm a city kid never been a town boy
If you wanna get to know me better ask around boy
If a nigga really want it we gon do it
We gon hit em if we miss him
F*ck it nigga spin his block one more time
Take his thot like she mine
And she not but she hot
And I took her to the spot
She gonna taste cock
Lotta money run through it
Got my fingers cramping up tryna thumb through it
When you f*ck up you wishing you could undo it
But that's not how life works can't undo it
I said huh
Lotta money run through it
Got my fingers cramping up tryna thumb through it
When you f*ck up you wishing you could undo it
But that's not how life works can't undo it what
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Writer: Terrance Ulysse
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