| Pull up I’m like who the shit
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| My Porsche truck sittin' on Butzi’s
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| Thinkin' you can fuck wit' me, man you must be ludicrous
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| Fall back I do this shit my trap house got me super rich
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| Dominican bitch she super thick no goofy shit I’m with the shit
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| Like who the shit? |
| Like who the shit?
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| No ballin' shit
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| Go to the mall just coppin' shit
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| Pickin' shit, I don’t really care just gettin' shit
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| In my trap, I ain’t sellin' nothing but them chickens bitch
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| Really just be coolin' motherfuckers say they be kickin' it
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| Riding with the squad and we got Michael Pippen bitch: Tadoe]
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| Capo the Barbarian
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| We sending shots, you bury em
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| Them hoes I one night and fuck you wife em up and marry em
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| I shove dick all in her mouth she’s calling me Sean Merriman
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| I ain’t worried bout no fuckin opp this 4−0 that I’m carrying
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| Squad Bitch
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| Tweak. |
| You get robbed, shit
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| Swear to God caper boy, I’ll call him he on his job quick: Capo]
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| Squad shit, GBE on that mob shit
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| Pullin' 30's totin' weapons
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| And we lettin' them spark bitch
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| Say you don’t want no smoke
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| Then why you start shit?
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| If I catch an opp lackin', smoke his ass
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| Comin' out that apartment: Gino Marley]
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| Duffle bags full of work
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| Catch the molly carrying
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| Bury em, money got me buying shit not wearin it
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| Big blunts of the earth and no bitch I’m not sharing it
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| I money get, young nigga flex on bitch like Money Mitch: SD]
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| Come through they like who the shit
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| SD he got hoover clips
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| Come through with the biggest 40 don’t make us have to do this shit
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| I be in the back with your bitch jus coolin' it
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| Don’t make us spread the word, I have the whole town moving it
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| Goofy bitch, when I’m on the block you know them beams lit
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| Usually, I be with the squad just kickin' it
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| But if you think its macaroni you gonna make us empty clips
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| Common sense we ride with the mobs just takin' shit: Tray Savage]
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| Cautious Cautious these niggas best be cautious
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| I got a couple shooters they X you like a marksmen
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| Get down bitch! |
| 'Fore I let this fifty spit
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| Designer shit, designer shit all I rocks designer shit: Fredo Santana]
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| Designer shit, designer shit
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| Come through flexin hard, that they need to rewind this shit
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| Got a rolly on my wrist, and i still dont know what time it is
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| I be getting a lot of bands
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| Treat your bitch like Simon says, she do what I tell her to
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| Ballin thats my usual
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| You ain’t gettin no money you can’t fit up on my schedule
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| Flexin like the flexers do
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| You ain’t gettin no money nigga I can’t stand next to you
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| Just poured a whole 6, now im finna pour another deuce
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| Talkin bout some money then I might just give a fuck or two
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| And if you fucking with the opps then nigga I can’t fuck with you
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| Fredo ballin stupid hard, nigga thats what that money do
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| Just bought a pint of lean shit i call that shit the money juice: Gino Marley]
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| Trap house running stupid loose
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| Couple pints of drink so you know we need a sprite or two
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| Crib with a mountain view
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| Racing to the money so you know I ran a light or two
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| No fighting ain’t no wrestling ain’t nobody in this bitch bulletproof
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| Foreign whips with Forgi’s too fuck her like the pussy new
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| No bitch you can’t spend no night I might just one hour you
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| Trappin is a must so I’m just winning like the winners do
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| Cooler than a cooler with a mac that got a cooler too |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Who the Shit , by - Fredo Santana. Song from the album It's a Scary Site 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп