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LILMAUDX - Pour It! Lyrics



LILMAUDX - Pour It! Lyrics




Yeah, ayy, you already know, ayy, yeah, uh Hit this bitch on the head to the, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh

You got lean, better pour it, gon' and pour it
Gon' pour it, gon' pour it You got lean, better pour it, gon' pour it
Gon' pour it, gon' pour it I been sippin' hella wockhardt,

I think every drop hard, tell er I ain't tryna hit it, baby, I just want the top part
If you catch me in a cop car, you know I'll be out again
Bail money good, tell my mama get the dividends

Met a mad bitch in Paris, I ain't with the cuffin

Told her, get the f*ck away, I'm colder than a puffin
That lil' bitch a trife wife, why the f*ck you save her
Why the f*ck you pick her? She ain't got no paper
I been ballin' on these niggas like a motherf*ckin' fadeaway

Pick and roll your bankrolls, I'ma take your pape away
Brodie yo lil' bitch a slut ho, you niggas ain't cutthroat
I'm with all them niggas that be kickin' down your front door

Nigga, where the f*ck the racks at? Nigga, where the f*ck the bands

Where the f*ck your racks at? Where the f*ck your bands

You got lean, better pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it
You got lean, better pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it
I been sippin' hella wockhardt, I think every drop hard

Tell er I ain't tryna hit it, baby, I just want the top part
If you catch me in a cop car, you know I'll be out again
Bail money good, tell my mama get the dividends

I just took a couple Xans, on a flight to France

Actually, wait, nah, that was to Japan
Choppa from Iran, make him shit his pants
F*ckin' all these bitches, nigga, call me Dirty Dan
But this kush is from Afghanistan, all my bitches Mandarin

Goin' all around the world here, I guess I'm finna spend again
Have you ever f*ckin' whipped a benz? Have you even f*ckin' touched a Porsche
You ain't got no f*ckin' money or no friends, they got hella bored

Damn, where the f*ck your paper? Where the f*ck your bands

Damn, where the f*ck your paper

Oh, broke-ass niggas never stand a chance

You got lean, better pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it
You got lean, better pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it

I've been sippin' hella wockhardt, I think every drop hard
Tell er I ain't tryna hit it, baby, I just want the top part
If you catch me in a cop car, you know I'll be out again
Bail money good, tell my mama get the dividends

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Yeah, ayy, you already know, ayy, yeah, uh Hit this bitch on the head to the, uh, uh, yeah
Uh, uh

You got lean, better pour it, gon' and pour it
Gon' pour it, gon' pour it You got lean, better pour it, gon' pour it
Gon' pour it, gon' pour it I been sippin' hella wockhardt,

I think every drop hard, tell er I ain't tryna hit it, baby, I just want the top part
If you catch me in a cop car, you know I'll be out again
Bail money good, tell my mama get the dividends

Met a mad bitch in Paris, I ain't with the cuffin

Told her, get the f*ck away, I'm colder than a puffin
That lil' bitch a trife wife, why the f*ck you save her
Why the f*ck you pick her? She ain't got no paper
I been ballin' on these niggas like a motherf*ckin' fadeaway

Pick and roll your bankrolls, I'ma take your pape away
Brodie yo lil' bitch a slut ho, you niggas ain't cutthroat
I'm with all them niggas that be kickin' down your front door

Nigga, where the f*ck the racks at? Nigga, where the f*ck the bands

Where the f*ck your racks at? Where the f*ck your bands

You got lean, better pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it
You got lean, better pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it
I been sippin' hella wockhardt, I think every drop hard

Tell er I ain't tryna hit it, baby, I just want the top part
If you catch me in a cop car, you know I'll be out again
Bail money good, tell my mama get the dividends

I just took a couple Xans, on a flight to France

Actually, wait, nah, that was to Japan
Choppa from Iran, make him shit his pants
F*ckin' all these bitches, nigga, call me Dirty Dan
But this kush is from Afghanistan, all my bitches Mandarin

Goin' all around the world here, I guess I'm finna spend again
Have you ever f*ckin' whipped a benz? Have you even f*ckin' touched a Porsche
You ain't got no f*ckin' money or no friends, they got hella bored

Damn, where the f*ck your paper? Where the f*ck your bands

Damn, where the f*ck your paper

Oh, broke-ass niggas never stand a chance

You got lean, better pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it
You got lean, better pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it, gon' pour it

I've been sippin' hella wockhardt, I think every drop hard
Tell er I ain't tryna hit it, baby, I just want the top part
If you catch me in a cop car, you know I'll be out again
Bail money good, tell my mama get the dividends

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Writer: ahmad russell
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