Print

Zaytoven Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh Tell that boy with all dissin' that that we strapped up with them choppers Everybody got a pistol with extensions, no revolver The neighbors, they don't like me, they found out I fucked they daughter The police know I'm servin', every day, they beat the block up I'm in love with Billie Jean, pure codeine, I sip that Wockhardt And I'm in love with servin' fiends, anything to get a dollar And I'm in love with Mike Amiri, plus the snake up on my collar And I'm in love with Russian Cream, pussy boy, go smoke some Flakka I fell in love with that beam that sit on that yoppa, yeah I had your bitch down on her knees, after that I had to block her 'Cause that lil' ho a stalker, I can't lie, that head so awesome But her pussy been awful, oh, goddamn, I'm drippin' agua, hah That boy so slime Slidin' just like a car, boy, we gon' roll that dope up Walk inside the mall and buy Christian D with the Dolce We been sipped a whole lot of lean, we pourin' fours up Tell that boy with all dissin' that that we strapped up with them choppers Everybody got a pistol with extensions, no revolver The neighbors, they don't like me, they found out I fucked they daughter The police know I'm servin', every day, they beat the block up Letras de cancionesI'm in love with Billie Jean, pure codeine, I sip that Wockhardt And I'm in love with servin' fiends, anything to get a dollar And I'm in love with Mike Amiri, plus the snake up on my collar (Quando Rondo) And I'm in love with Russian Cream, pussy boy, go smoke some Flakka (Young Jefe, holmes) Yeah, what's goody? (What's goody?) I got on my hoodie, but bitch, I'm not Boogie (No, no) I'm just Glizzy Glizzy with that motherfuckin' fully (Glizzy Glizzy, 30) These niggas gettin' offended, well they motherfuckin' should be No, you are not a stepper, you's a fuckboy (Boy) You know that's not your bitch, she suck me up boy (Ooh, ooh, ooh) I'm a boss, so you can go kill that noise Take you off (Young Jefe), and make your shooters my employees Tell that boy with all dissin' that that we strapped up with them choppers Everybody got a pistol with extensions, no revolver The neighbors, they don't like me, they found out I fucked they daughter The police know I'm servin', every day, they beat the block up I'm in love with Billie Jean, pure codeine, I sip that Wockhardt And I'm in love with servin' fiends, anything to get a dollar And I'm in love with Mike Amiri, plus the snake up on my collar And I'm in love with Russian Cream, pussy boy, go smoke some Flakka From Letras Mania