My killa's shoot with thirty's
Pulling up like I'm Curry
This my gift can't take it from me
I'm too sauce my visions blurry
My niggas got the Uzi's
You broke boy don't you push me
Got the groupies I'm so choosey
Let's have shoot let's make a movie
Let's go & make a movie
Tell me how you really do it
Tell me how you really move it
Milly rocking to the music
Tell me which man are you choosing?
Is it me or is it this loser?
Shorty I got it all tell me what's the confusion?
I just wanna see you vibe
Tell me if you down to ride
I'll put my pride to the side
And baby I will let you shine
The hoes love to open wide
Every time I f*cking slide into the Dm's
I know she wanna see me
She know when I'm deep in that pussy
Yeah she be screaming
She yelling out papi
Every time her legs weakened
I hate to see her go
But I love the way she's leaving
That ass swinging back and forth
Got a nigga tweaking
I'm heading to the top
Won't stop till my niggas pop
Pullin up in drop tops
Gucci, Louie flip flops
Making hits my new job
Tell me my time is off
So I want the Audemar
I came in this bitch to ball
Me & my niggas want fancy cars
We stars got fancy broads
My style is so bizzare
Loyalty like K. Lamar
Rollin up in a cigar I'm high on the way to Mars
Go far, go far, go far
But I won't get lost in the sauce (UGH)
My killa's shoot with thirty's
Pulling up like I'm Curry
This my gift can't take it from me
I'm too sauce my visions blurry
My niggas got the Uzi's
You broke boy don't you push me
Got the groupies I'm so choosey
Let's have shoot let's make a movie
My killa's shoot with thirty's
Pulling up like I'm Curry
This my gift can't take it from me
I'm too sauce my visions blurry
My niggas got the Uzi's
You broke boy don't you push me
Got the groupies I'm so choosey
Let's have shoot let's make a movie
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My killa's shoot with thirty's
Pulling up like I'm Curry
This my gift can't take it from me
I'm too sauce my visions blurry
My niggas got the Uzi's
You broke boy don't you push me
Got the groupies I'm so choosey
Let's have shoot let's make a movie
Let's go & make a movie
Tell me how you really do it
Tell me how you really move it
Milly rocking to the music
Tell me which man are you choosing?
Is it me or is it this loser?
Shorty I got it all tell me what's the confusion?
I just wanna see you vibe
Tell me if you down to ride
I'll put my pride to the side
And baby I will let you shine
The hoes love to open wide
Every time I f*cking slide into the Dm's
I know she wanna see me
She know when I'm deep in that pussy
Yeah she be screaming
She yelling out papi
Every time her legs weakened
I hate to see her go
But I love the way she's leaving
That ass swinging back and forth
Got a nigga tweaking
I'm heading to the top
Won't stop till my niggas pop
Pullin up in drop tops
Gucci, Louie flip flops
Making hits my new job
Tell me my time is off
So I want the Audemar
I came in this bitch to ball
Me & my niggas want fancy cars
We stars got fancy broads
My style is so bizzare
Loyalty like K. Lamar
Rollin up in a cigar I'm high on the way to Mars
Go far, go far, go far
But I won't get lost in the sauce (UGH)
My killa's shoot with thirty's
Pulling up like I'm Curry
This my gift can't take it from me
I'm too sauce my visions blurry
My niggas got the Uzi's
You broke boy don't you push me
Got the groupies I'm so choosey
Let's have shoot let's make a movie
My killa's shoot with thirty's
Pulling up like I'm Curry
This my gift can't take it from me
I'm too sauce my visions blurry
My niggas got the Uzi's
You broke boy don't you push me
Got the groupies I'm so choosey
Let's have shoot let's make a movie
Pulling up like I'm Curry
This my gift can't take it from me
I'm too sauce my visions blurry
My niggas got the Uzi's
You broke boy don't you push me
Got the groupies I'm so choosey
Let's have shoot let's make a movie
Let's go & make a movie
Tell me how you really do it
Tell me how you really move it
Milly rocking to the music
Tell me which man are you choosing?
Is it me or is it this loser?
Shorty I got it all tell me what's the confusion?
I just wanna see you vibe
Tell me if you down to ride
I'll put my pride to the side
And baby I will let you shine
The hoes love to open wide
Every time I f*cking slide into the Dm's
I know she wanna see me
She know when I'm deep in that pussy
Yeah she be screaming
She yelling out papi
Every time her legs weakened
I hate to see her go
But I love the way she's leaving
That ass swinging back and forth
Got a nigga tweaking
I'm heading to the top
Won't stop till my niggas pop
Pullin up in drop tops
Gucci, Louie flip flops
Making hits my new job
Tell me my time is off
So I want the Audemar
I came in this bitch to ball
Me & my niggas want fancy cars
We stars got fancy broads
My style is so bizzare
Loyalty like K. Lamar
Rollin up in a cigar I'm high on the way to Mars
Go far, go far, go far
But I won't get lost in the sauce (UGH)
My killa's shoot with thirty's
Pulling up like I'm Curry
This my gift can't take it from me
I'm too sauce my visions blurry
My niggas got the Uzi's
You broke boy don't you push me
Got the groupies I'm so choosey
Let's have shoot let's make a movie
My killa's shoot with thirty's
Pulling up like I'm Curry
This my gift can't take it from me
I'm too sauce my visions blurry
My niggas got the Uzi's
You broke boy don't you push me
Got the groupies I'm so choosey
Let's have shoot let's make a movie
Writer: Michael Baeza
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid