| I’m flirtin', it’s makin' her wet
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| She hit me back as soon as I text
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| You think that I’m bustin' a TEC
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| Glock got a switch, that bitch bisexual
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| I told her I don’t want sex (Sex)
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| I’m tryna send a load to your address (Address)
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| I’m cuttin' it, makin' it stretch (It strech)
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| I get in the kitchen, I’m makin' a mess (Yeah, yeah)
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| It’s fuck you off the rip if you ain’t CG or the set, yup (If you ain’t CG or
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| the set)
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| All y’all still gotta go, you ain’t gotta line up, it don’t matter who next
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| (Gotta line up, it don’t matter who next)
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| Catch me with two red twins on side of me like Johnny Test (Like Johnny Test)
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| Enemigo I know fucked up, for pesos, he chop ya flesh (Chop ya flesh)
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| I’m too slow to pour the twelve, I think Wock' was my best invest (Wock', Wock',
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| Wock')
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| And when it’s me, 30, and Veeze, they triple team and choose the threat (Choose
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| the threat)
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| Ho, don’t ask what I want for my birthday, give me what’s under your head
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| No, I can’t burn your top for free, need your prescription for the meds
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| These niggas know I take beef serious
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| Tryna fake they death, I know they ain’t dead (Bitch, I know you ain’t dead)
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| 375 breed monsters, but we don’t come from under the bed (Yeah)
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| Drop the load, niggas know where we at (We at)
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| Better know shorty shoot shot, all net (Shorty shoot shot, all net)
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| These blue hundreds will open her legs (Her legs)
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| She love when I spray it, it’s makin' her wet, blrrrd, blrrrd
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| I’m flirtin', it’s makin' her wet
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| She hit me back as soon as I text
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| You think that I’m bustin' a TEC
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| The Glock got a switch, that bitch bisexual
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| I told her I don’t want sex (No sex)
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| I’m tryna send a load to your address (I'm tryna send a load to your address)
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| I’m cuttin' it, makin' it stretch (Stretch)
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| I get in the kitchen, I’m makin' a mess (A mess)
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| Blrrrd, Big Blrrrd (Blrrrd), that’s how we hit the stage (Hit the stage)
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| Burberry my trench, I just performed with a full-body K (With that Drac')
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| These Dominican, I threw her in just to bust on her face (Uh)
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| BIG30 tote thirty, pop her, get flawless gang, Cartier (Ice)
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| Moncler skully, vest is cold, I’m totin' a .357 (A blrrrd)
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| I’m juggin' these 'bows, finessin' (Finesse)
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| I’m pimpin' these hoes, they sellin' they sex (They sex)
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| My son ain’t even turned three, he got a Rolex, my kid’s a flex (He flex)
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| I go anywhere with this ice around my neck, I’m strapped and blessed (Get
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| stretched)
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| Big Glock for my protect, your shit ain’t cocked, you strapped for shit (You
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| pluggin')
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| I took you on a lick, you ain’t shoot shit but told a bitch (Shoot nothin')
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| Your job was not to snitch and better not stop this car for shit (You plug)
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| I told you if you wear your mask, you truly gon' be missed (You fucked)
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| I’m flirtin', it’s makin' her wet
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| She hit me back as soon as I text
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| You think that I’m bustin' a TEC
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| Glock got a switch, that bitch bisexual
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| I told her I don’t want sex (Sex)
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| I’m tryna send a load to your address (Address)
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| I’m cuttin' it, makin' it stretch (It strech)
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| I get in the kitchen, I’m makin' a mess (Yeah, yeah)
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| Niggas say they on my neck
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| How? |
| Nigga ain’t try to touch me yet (What?)
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| If I feel a threat, I’ll make sure a nigga breathe no breath, yeah
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| Nigga gon' diss on the 'net, we gon' pull up to the hood you rep (Yeah)
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| My shorty shoot shot, all net
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| My nigga shoot shot, all net
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| I’m swervin' off Perkys and syrup, this shit the same color as 30 'Vette (Yeah)
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| That nigga got caught and he talked to the sheriff, he do not deserve respect
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| I told her I’m shiesty and slimy, they trust me, I think they ain’t heard me yet
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| We never gon' aim at your chest, nigga, I hope your vest got a turtleneck
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| I told her I just want the head
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| I don’t even wanna get inside the bed with you (No way)
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| He ran, so we chopped at his back
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| Now he gotta live his whole life like a vegetable (Fuck)
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| I been shoppin' and blowin' a sack
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| I used to trap in the spot like a Mexican (For real)
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| My shorties ain’t got no aim
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| They gon' kill you and every nigga who next to you (Shit)
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| I’m flirtin', it’s makin' her wet
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| She hit me back as soon as I text
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| You think that I’m bustin' a TEC
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| Glock got a switch, that bitch bisexual
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| I told her I don’t want sex (Sex)
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| I’m tryna send a load to your address (Address)
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| I’m cuttin' it, makin' it stretch (It strech)
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| I get in the kitchen, I’m makin' a mess (Yeah, yeah) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Making a Mess , by - Pooh Shiesty. Song from the album Shiesty Season, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп