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L-Finguz Woo, ayy, L-Finguz, drop that shit Oh, this what we do, look (this what we do, look) When I pull up, it go down (when I pull up, it go down) Oh, you don′t know? You 'bout to know now Bitch, we ′bout to show up, show out (bitch, we 'bout to show up, show out) Show up, show out (show up, show out) Peter Piper might picked his pepper, but it wasn't hot as me I′m in the lab, cookin′ slaps like it's fish meat (yeah!) And, nigga, this beat slap like a bitch beat And I be higher than gas prices on a weeknight (on a weeknight, oh!) And it′s a good day, Hakuna Matata Beat the pussy, then I bust like a fuckin' piñata (what?) And just because she let it fuck don′t mean she found a cluck And because a nigga up, I'm still gon′ rub her up (oh!) And it's about to go down Watch a nigga show up and show out (show up) A nigga 'bout to blow up, I hope you know now (blow up) And if he wanna trip in this bitch, then he get blew down You should′ve never came in this bitch tryna act tough (no) Nigga, try your luck, nigga, hands up (luck, hads up) Did I mention that this beat fuckin′ slap? Lee Jack on the track, no cap (ooh!) When I pull up, it go down (I pull up, it go down) Letras de cancionesOh, you don't know? You ′bout to know now (oh, you don't know?) Bitch, we ′bout to show up, show out (show up, show out) Show up, show out (show up, show out) When I pull up, it go down (pull up, it go down) Oh, you don't know? You ′bout to know now (oh, you don't know) Bitch, we 'bout to show up, show out (′bout to show up, show out) Show up, show out (show up, show out) Sometimes I can be hella extra′d out, extra'd out, hella extra′d out Hardly ever sober, I doubt it, I highly doubt Pour me another shot, another shot, another shot We gon' live it up until the universe pops Everywhere I go, I show up and show out, the life of the phonics (life of the phonics) It′s never a boring moment, we get to throw junk (get to throw junk) Them ninjas is bland, my ninjas is seasoned Them ninjas can't stand real ninjas, that′s treason Right now I'm faded, right now I'm shit-faced and wasted, I made it If you hustle like me, then most likely we are related I put the E in the West, you can′t spell the West without E Got too much game for they brain, I stay deep just like Lipton tea I′m havin' my duckets, my smackaroos, beaucoup mula, my revenue ′Bout my gouda, I paid my dues, should be studied in all the schools These diamonds on my neck ain't no moissanites, get your tester I like to play when they don′t have pistols with the suppressor (bitch!) When I pull up, it go down (pull up, it go down) Oh, you don't know? You ′bout to know now (oh, you don't know?) Bitch, we 'bout to show up, show out (′bout to show up, show out) Show up, show out (show up, show out) When I pull up, it go down (pull up, it go down) Oh, you don′t know? You 'bout to know now (oh, you don′t know?) Bitch, we 'bout to show up, show out (′bout to show up, show out) Show up, show out (show up, show out, show out) From Letras Mania