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I can't fuck with hoe niggas I can't trust these hoes neither Wake up early in the morning Eat that pussy like cold pizza Hater ass niggas be baller blocking Acting like some goalkeepers There's a reason for everything but My niggas kill for no reason Camo shorts for the whole beater All-black hoodie, I'm Grim Reaper Look like it's time for spring cleaning Brand new spanking street-sweeper Been in the game, I'm knee-deep I like good head, I like good reefer All my niggas strapped and ready To set it off: Queen Latifah Got a chopper with a drum Split Swishers with my thumb Get money like Donald Trump Double barrel on that pump This kush I got ain't no chump Get stupid and get stomped Two girls I call criss Kross Kriss Kross'll make you jump Gotta do what a nigga gotta do Got goons - I ain't even gotta shoot Letras de cancionesGot a bunch of bad bitches by the pool I like my bitches in twos Gotta go, I stick it and move G Code: I stick to the rules Last night I got so high I Swear to God, I went to the moon I want that shit you can't get no where You pussy boy, don't go there If I don't do nothing, I'm a ball No hair. Smoking on that "oh yeah" My niggas tote that hardware What you bout woadie? My niggas about that warfare Real nigga since day one Cause I ain't promised day two Throw that pussy at me Bitch, I think I'm bedroom Drop top Maybach on the way Yeah that's that new Land-o-Lakes She hit me with her jungle I'm gonna hit her with that rattle snake Guns clap like patty cake Blood gang red bandana face Make them pussies pop theyself You can call that "masturbate" I don't front no fabricate I get high, I gravitate Weezy F Baby bitch The F is for Fascinate Louisiana from that swamp I'm a pull this bitch out and dump Better run like Forrest Gump Fuck you and where you from 3-2 I am the one: job well done I ball 24/7, 3 6 5, 12 months Put some redbone, put some caramel Come to Wayne's World, it's a fairy tale Yeah I'm high bitch, bitch I para-sail Carter 4 is late, sorry for the wait. From Letras Mania