Lyrics 48 - Shy Glizzy

48 - Shy Glizzy
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 48, artist - Shy Glizzy. Album song FTO, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 20.10.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Familiar Territory
Song language: English

48

Young Jefe, holmes
Uh
Zaytoven
That boy Cass
These niggas so scary
Won’t let them bury me
That’s why I keep my 30 I shoot like Curry
And boy I’m getting money, I’m getting money
These niggas hilarious, I think they funny
Empty out his pockets he on easter bunny
My bitch she trying to play me but I’m not no dummy
Oh I got some Louis shit can’t wait to swag it up
I just left the dealership can’t wait to gas it up
Boy I got a lot of pounds can’t wait to bag em up
My new bitch from out of town you know she bad as fuck
What I just spent in Lenox could’ve bought a Audi truck
I told her she can get it but she can’t stay out the clubs
Put her on to designer now I can’t find her
The way she used rock my mic, I should have signed her
If I knew she was gone be a hoe I would have fined her
50 on my Glizzy chain I’m just gone blind her
I’m balling just like 23 way back in '93
I’m so high right now feel like I’m on my balcony
Every time I hear po-po's, feel like they after me
I bet I blow more money than your favorite athlete
And my dog Yayo get more bitches than you peons
Every time I’m in the A, they treat me like I’m Deion
Glizzy Gang and Neon, niggas know we be on
I know one thing, they ain’t on the shit that we on
Got niggas on the Boulevard and niggas on the Crest
Got too much respect if you play then you get left
I’m in this bitch with Longway, we smoking stuffed crust
Damn I had a long day I need somewhere to run
Feeling just like Kane swerving in that new mustang
Bitch play with my name smack her with my Jefe ring
Got my bad habits from my uncle Pootie Tang
Chasing after cabbage but I ran into the fame
Tre seven my block, you can’t come there after dark
Murder Murder Murder 3 gone shoot you with the Glock
This summer we back Glizzys walking round with knots
Pistols on our hip won’t be them niggas getting got
I just left from Saks spent some racks and that’s a fact
Momma get that call and she gone have a heart attack
That’s why I stay strapped, loaded like I’m from Iraq
How that nigga run up and get hit up in his back
Lay that ass down let that sucka feel them rounds
Hit him 9 more times ask him how he like the sound
Lay that ass down pussy cat go and meow
Wetting up my Cali, swimming in it almost drowned
Atlanta jugging pounds in an Uber downtown
Bitch don’t want to maneuver, take her ass downtown
Dunk on that bitch no lay ups sorry I don’t wanna lounge
First 48 these niggas promise I won’t make a sound

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Artist lyrics: Shy Glizzy