| Walked in this bitch, man we trying to fuck it up
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| I’m losing my section man we came to bust it up
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| Glock on my hip, so they won’t catch me slipping
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| We ain’t fucking with you niggas, man we trying to get these bitches
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| The dope man had to take some time out the kitchen
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| The dope man had to take some time out the kitchen
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| We ain’t fucking with you niggas we came for the bitches
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| We ain’t fucking with you niggas we came for these bitches
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| Ice sauce dripping fresh up out the pot boy
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| Small talking won’t get you far boy
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| Put my arm in the top and whip it
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| Like a broke stove in the kitchen
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| Hey i came down like a riding slab
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| But i came out like a situation
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| We use to split five at the tennis court
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| Now we going to drop the top up in the leisure
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| Hey i walk in with beef in the lighter man
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| And now we about to get a 100 grand
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| I need a mill plus a hundred more
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| Rest sent straight to the floor
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| Hey she love the way that we be flexing
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| Light skin ass fat in houston Texas
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| Now I’m on a lean like a country seal
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| Now I’m on a lean like i cracked the ceiling
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| Open this bitch baby I’m trying to fuck it out
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| Norkles in my section man yea we trying to bust it up
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| Locked on my hips so they won’t catch me
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| Fucking with you niggers I’m trying to fuck these bitches
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| Dope man had to take some time off kitchen
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| Dope man had to take some time off kitchen
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| We ain’t fucking with you man I’m trying to get these bitches
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| We just fucking with you nigga we just came for these bitches ass
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| I was 400 degrees fresh out the juvi
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| Running through bagging for a 100
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| I would have killed
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| Store Tyre rear hot block on fire
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| 100 G’s at the top spot set off admire
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| Break dance the whole bag in a heartbeat
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| Posted up in the track while strapped in the car seat
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| Screamiong free my nigga puple game rule Bruno
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| In the kitchen wrist flick
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| Trying to roll me up a huge blow
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| With six game chain wrist game
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| Hurricane cane Hugo sipping all this drain
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| Got me somewhere up in pluto
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| Mix the water with the soda
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| The starter got the others where they got me
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| Yo all day lookin dope like my aunt molly
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| My wrist rollin trips talking four five six
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| It’s a ladies night break the ice
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| On the dice right quick like your wife think twice
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| I don’t like that shit
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| Spilling activist drips on my all white fits
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| I had the ball white 10's
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| The clocks in all white 10's
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| The four door side on my daughter all white benz
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| Cause i got you a job i hope you good with your hands
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| I just tossed you a lot now pay me back when you can
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| Eggs in the pans she’s greasing the pot
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| I burn on low i don’t want to burn down your house
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| Just toaster in the juice pancake in the box
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| Girl can you really cook or we ordering out
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| Walked in this bitch and we trying to fuck it up
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| I’m losing my section man I’m trying to bust it up
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| Glocks on my hips so they won’t catch me slipping
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| I ain’t fucking with you man I’m trying to get these bitches
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| The dope man had to take some time off kitchen
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| The dope man had to take some time off kitchen
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| We ain’t fucking with you man I’m trying to get these bitches
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| We just fucking with you nigga we just came for these bitches ass
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| From the whipping |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song FTW , by - Chuck Inglish. Song from the album Everybody's Big Brother, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп