Eddie Valero - Let It All Out Lyrics

Yea how many you kan handle wop wop check his channel i got wockhart in a fanta feet out like im fred bitch i went prada on da sandle head from a lil ratchet bitch im rich wt out no standards rich wit out no manners i been shiting for lil minute duffle bag by fendi my bagetts look juz like pennys pearly wt no stains hold dem racks up got me grinning go ask about big jimmy blow her bck out on dis remy yea yea yea yea bitch im paid diamond hit like mike hoe saw dat ice n on she got daze kick like johny cage got dat shit tuck on da stage havin motion all my old hoes want me bck da stalk da page all my old hoes wish dead i been getn bread family dollas ds shit low freds trap house got no legs doin 160 prolly blow da heads day day wt no graig i was sailing reg dat bitch left me on read naw i slide all my kars read tall bitch look like meg dats my dawg me and ben fed since mongoose wt da pegs bitch im steppin like im bouta pledge jump off da leadge stop dodger chickn strips and wedge stand on wat i said all i got dats my f*ckin word kat parkd on da kurb havin kases im locked in major he supply da syrup feel like timmy bck in 95 max dawg full byrds kno im lit dey be on my dick wen i stroll threw da shares now and laters havin diffrent flavors za za wit da swirl got bitch she from da ville she facetime daddy show dat pearl small fram its low to da ground big head wt da mearl tellem gangsta im bring back like eazy e wt kurls under water like a fish wt keals dis shit me get me chill yen real til its on a real im still in da field wit da chef kno i rock wt phil sushi wt da ill makem spin to dey bodys i toldem shoot to kill