Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Thuggin
When they see me
All these pussy niggas running
Came from nothing
Imma turn myself to something
Out in London
With two bitches see me stunning
Got my money right
Nobody tell me nothing
And i'm smoking moon rocks with a bitch that work at nasa
Man its get money Nyora don't nobody get it faster
Smoking on the medical like i be fighting cancer
You in the strip club but i got the thickest dancer
My glock it came with a grip
Glock with a my beam i don't miss
Hollows on hollows my clip
Still giving deals on the zips
Stay in the trap with the packs
I keep a bitch counting stacks
He talking that shit he get whacked
Hit on his head for a stack
Remember those days doing robberies
Pull up on your plug i was robbing trees
Pull up on your block i be packing heat
She gave me that top that i made her leave
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Thuggin
When they see me
All these pussy niggas running
Came from nothing
Imma turn myself to something
Out in London
With two bitches see me stunning
Got my money right
Nobody tell me nothing
And i'm smoking moon rocks with a bitch that work at nasa
Man its get money Nyora don't nobody get it faster
Nyora Spouse - Pistol Lyrics
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Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Thuggin
When they see me
All these pussy niggas running
Came from nothing
Imma turn myself to something
Out in London
With two bitches see me stunning
Got my money right
Nobody tell me nothing
And i'm smoking moon rocks with a bitch that work at nasa
Man its get money Nyora don't nobody get it faster
Smoking on the medical like i be fighting cancer
You in the strip club but i got the thickest dancer
My glock it came with a grip
Glock with a my beam i don't miss
Hollows on hollows my clip
Still giving deals on the zips
Stay in the trap with the packs
I keep a bitch counting stacks
He talking that shit he get whacked
Hit on his head for a stack
Remember those days doing robberies
Pull up on your plug i was robbing trees
Pull up on your block i be packing heat
She gave me that top that i made her leave
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Thuggin
When they see me
All these pussy niggas running
Came from nothing
Imma turn myself to something
Out in London
With two bitches see me stunning
Got my money right
Nobody tell me nothing
And i'm smoking moon rocks with a bitch that work at nasa
Man its get money Nyora don't nobody get it faster
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Thuggin
When they see me
All these pussy niggas running
Came from nothing
Imma turn myself to something
Out in London
With two bitches see me stunning
Got my money right
Nobody tell me nothing
And i'm smoking moon rocks with a bitch that work at nasa
Man its get money Nyora don't nobody get it faster
Smoking on the medical like i be fighting cancer
You in the strip club but i got the thickest dancer
My glock it came with a grip
Glock with a my beam i don't miss
Hollows on hollows my clip
Still giving deals on the zips
Stay in the trap with the packs
I keep a bitch counting stacks
He talking that shit he get whacked
Hit on his head for a stack
Remember those days doing robberies
Pull up on your plug i was robbing trees
Pull up on your block i be packing heat
She gave me that top that i made her leave
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Me and my pistol
And my pistol
And my pistol
Thuggin with my pistol
Thuggin
When they see me
All these pussy niggas running
Came from nothing
Imma turn myself to something
Out in London
With two bitches see me stunning
Got my money right
Nobody tell me nothing
And i'm smoking moon rocks with a bitch that work at nasa
Man its get money Nyora don't nobody get it faster
Writer: Aaron Husbands
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