Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pretty Penny, artist - LUD FOE. Date of issue: 17.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Pretty Penny |
| Skrt, outwest shit, 290 shit nigga you know how we rocking nigga, |
| straight gang shit, get yo guns up, get your funds up, you on that opp shit |
| get mopsticked, boochie gang, ay, ay |
| You playing with that merch, you fuck around get robbed |
| My shooters stalk you out, they sleeping in your yard |
| Ch-check out my wrist, it cost a pretty penny |
| These bitches i got plenty, i already fucked too many |
| Baby, im a dope dealer, just let me know how many, im a young gorilla, |
| monkey up on my city |
| Chopper beat a nigga up, they’ll catch a uppercut, baby eat a nigga up, |
| she catch a nigga nut, she says she want a date, i wanna fuck her face |
| First i look you up, then i find your place |
| The police pulled me over, and smelled the weed on her, old school chevy, |
| big box motor |
| Lud foe take your bitch, he just my report, he say he don’t fuck with me and i |
| don’t even know him |
| Bailed out that van, michael bullets throwing |
| You might get fanned hit yo' mans when we blow |
| I pull up on your block, my shorty grab the wheel, and imma show these mother |
| fuckers how to do it trill |
| We riding with them steels, rolling up em' pills |
| Imma sax filled chopper, heard this chopper from the mill |
| Fuck the cops, get put in a box, you fuck with the opps, selling rocks, |
| pockets filled with knots, riding round with jocks, squeezing triggers, |
| only lord knows, i did that alot |
| Fucking thots, all these hoes going, can’t tell me they not |
| Balmains filled with 50 g’s, bitch this shit cost, dripping sauce, |
| im big gucci boss, bitch im rick ross, hit the club, turn it up, |
| bitch we broke the knob off, young nigga i got mob ties, imma mob boss |
| Vicelord, gd’s, bd’s at the trap house, bullets burn like some cd’s dont get |
| wack now |
| Foenem pull up where we squeeze, imma smash out |
| Hit the mall, buy everything, watch me cash out |
| Robbed the plug, finnessed the drugs, then i ran out |
| Hit the block, so and guns, issa pass out |
| Imma KOD bigg sniffer hoes with they ass out |
| Poppin' pills sweating like a feen, i might pass out |
| I can’t wife a bitch i just sell the drinks, and i smash out |
| fam you laying on your chest with your back out |
| Taking risks you gamble with your life, you gon crap out |
| We rob you for your drugs, take it back to the trap house, GANG |
| We rob you for your drugs, take it back to the trap house |