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Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here? Eat a dick, bitch Yo Pi'erre, yo Pi'erre I like me some action Talkin' 'bout lights, camera, action We be, hmm, ready for action Yeah, we want smoke like cancer, yeah Drippin' like I hopped out the casket Bitch, I'm rich like I'm king of the taxes I do this shit with a passion Stay with that stick, bitch, ready to shoot like a basket (Ball) My young nigga slick as a bastard I got your bitch on X like Malcolm 12 on my dick like a bitch, they hassle One street nigga, I'm king, got a castle Got the hood on my back like a motherfuckin' saddle These niggas ratted like 'Touille, they tattle Swum in the mud with a paddle Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds, it don't even matter This shit done got radical, radical, radical, radical, radical All in her mouth like she snack or two I get 'em gone for a rack or two Niggas be talkin' but lackin' My niggas don't talk, they just whackin' you Letras de cancionesNiggas be lyin', they be capital I got that sack like a quarterbacker Poured a deuce in apple Snapple Pulled out the Money Man pack I like me some action Talkin' 'bout lights, camera, action We be, hmm, ready for action Yeah, we want smoke like cancer, yeah Drippin' like I hopped out the casket Bitch, I'm rich like I'm king of the taxes I do this shit with a passion Stay with that stick, bitch, ready to shoot like a basket (Ball) Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, bitch Play with them boom, lil' goon scripts (Cash) Check came in, that's clear Ho ride private Lear I keep cheese, cottage here Been gettin' money since Rocawear Try me, then you droppin' there I get her head like air, ah Stackin' my racks, got a big old pile My diamonds, they water like Nile river Everybody dive, I call killers And I got racks, racks, racks, bitch Talk about me, speak facts, bitch Need that bag, bitch We got straight, we ain't never goin' back, bitch I like me some action Talkin' 'bout lights, camera, action We be, hmm, ready for action Yeah, we want smoke like cancer, yeah Drippin' like I hopped out the casket Bitch, I'm rich like I'm king of the taxes I do this shit with a passion Stay with that stick, bitch, ready to shoot like a basket (Ball) (Yo, Pi'erre) In my phone, got action (Got action) That's a new transaction (New transaction) My money my passion (I got passion) Get money a habit (Like a habit) My new chain is gadget (I got gadgets) I got all these gadgets (I got gadgets) I'm Inspector Gadget (Gadget) Rolex, fuck a Patek (Fuck a Patek) Four bands on my jacket (Four bands, four bands) You can't fuckin' have it (You can't have it) She wanna fuckin' have it (She wanna have it) Show you on top like attic (Like the attic) Bitch, I'm a star, galactic (Galactic) Everything I breathe a classic (Shit is a classic) Young nigga fuck with fabric (Fabric) I got a rock like Patrick (Just like Patrick) Me and shock on static (On static) Shit get gross, get graphic (Shit get graphic) Money long like valley (Like a valley) Ballin' out, don't foul me (Don't foul me) Money talk, announcement (Like announcement) With my dawgs, they growling (Yeah, they growling) Know how to keep it a thousand (Keep it a thousand) Since my stomach was growling (Stomach was growling), yeah I like me some action Talkin' 'bout lights, camera, action We be, hmm, ready for action Yeah, we want smoke like cancer, yeah Drippin' like I hopped out the casket Bitch, I'm rich like I'm king of the taxes I do this shit with a passion Stay with that stick, bitch, ready to shoot like a basket (Ball) We hit the block with two-fifty shots, and two-fifty thots They ready to mop, he not havin' knots, he go through a drought He stood out to shout, she bad and she bi, droppin' the thot on the opp I don't care about pride, I'm goin' in raw, hmm, real G-Star I like me some action, I pour an L, she get nasty, she do it material, not trashy All-star shooters in our basket Down bad, stick came all plastic Expensive jeweler He want water, yeah, across that border She stayed the same For the gang, bitch, we all bustin' I like me some action Talkin' 'bout lights, camera, action We be, hmm, ready for action Yeah, we want smoke like cancer, yeah Drippin' like I hopped out the casket Bitch, I'm rich like I'm king of the taxes I do this shit with a passion Stay with that stick, bitch, ready to shoot like a basket (Ball) Yo Pi'erre From Letras Mania