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Ayy, them boy better get out this street 'cause they know how we play it, check me then I'm runnin' him down (Runnin' him down) I don't need a drop, 'cause I know where he stay at From a lil' bitch that was toppin' him down (Yeah, yeah) I got the jewel like I'm Vicks if your bitch have the hiccups I'm stabbing my dick in her mouth Twenty sumn' K when I crack me a smile My grandma say, "Boy, you no longer a child" Come on, hit from the back, smack her booty Call me Trump, grab her coochie (Grab her coochie) Dr. Miami did her boobies, thick as a Bible, hallelujah ('Lujah) Sluttin' her out, know how I do it Pussy be dripping, likе car fluid (Car fluid) That ain't my bitch, tell her she blеw it I got that big head a ho like Stewie (Like Stewie) If he get close then I'm backin' him up I pay my sins for a minute, I don't give a fuck (Brrt) Took me a loss, now they adding me up You had counted me out, man just keep it a buck Straight on the nigga, not dappin' you up If you reach for my hand then we packing you up (Brrt) I got a feeling, if I know what's up, you setting me up, then we sending you up (Brrrt) Come on, reach for my chain, do what massa used to do in them days (Woah) Whip 'em, flip 'em, air lift 'em, Migo, get 'em, skip with the flippers Shaking 'em down, that boy a stripper (Stripper) This is the life of a Grape Street Cripper Keep on your pants, give me grippers (Grip, grip, grip) Letras de cancionesIf she suck dick good, I gotta tip her She call me baba (Baba) She grippin' and she's why I'm grippin' her chopper (Come on) Ain't trustin' no thot thot (Thot thot), yeah, know she a opp But her pussy aqua (Come on), if she send the drop (Drop) Wait 'til they pop up, and then they get shot up, nigga (Brrt) I know the plot (Plot), but plot twist I'ma shoot (Brrt) 'til it lock up Still tippin', water whippin', dance, digit, go 250 You talkin' down on me, tell them boys, get up with me They havin' secret smoke, bring it to light Niggas just said, yeah, two C Grape, I'm like Lil Baby (Come on) C Grape to me like sad Damn, they thought I lost it (Thought I lost) Them boys ranned off with my style Had to get a whole another wave, now I'm back on it Them boys pissed in the toilet, hmm, they ain't really even on shit Same nigga said I wasn't this and then headshotted his homie (Brrt) Pow, another one, pow, another one, pow I ain't know he was dead but God did (God did) My lil' nigga 15, he'll lay on your house, I call him the spot kid (Spot kid) I wanna get active (Hm), tired of speaking on the work that I put in So spin, spin, sp- come on spin, spin, spin, spin Third gen, F-N, evil twin, sin, sin, Perc' 10 with the fin (Hah, woo) Blow like wind, Ben 10, I changed, man Fin, fin, fin, fin, thought I was done but I did it again (Brrt) (Boom, boom, boom, boom) (Boom, boom, boom, boom) From Letras Mania