badmôn penny hardaway şarkı sözleri

All that fake gangbangin got him punched up (Ay) Lose yo life tryna big dog lil pup (Ay) Gotta Thousand dollars on my feet Ain't no leg cast Double G's in my haircut w My headass Gotta lil bitch from the Bronx she say deadass (Ay) Louis v Ain't getting no raffles for these so Get yo bucks up I like my lil shorty w extra cheese And a double cup Walk-in drip kicking shit like some nunchucks Oh shit My fault Kickin shit like I'm Bruce lee Jumpin off the top of this bitch like Ed hardy My fault Off the top of this bitch like Jeff hardy Heard you got took for you gun and yo chain sad story Cant be depending on niggas to trip or get mad for em? I ain't turning shit off give a f*ck if he feelin me Might mix a lil Louis w some black Nike's Or I might the gallery with some off white Donuts out the Foriegn Lil baby It's a tire fight Had a nigga nervous whippin Round w no damn license Now I'm big doggin Lookin niggas like I'm mike Tyson Niggas really putting her first and she don't like em Why you niggas buying em shit if you can't wife em? Nigga like to pop they lil shit And I can't find em Literally Niggas really can't Come get near me Louis v runners squeeze A thousand dollars on my damn feet I remember Shit went bad like some liver meat It I really made out that jam Like a damn crepe Niggas got me feelin like I'm Kong Let my hands scrape Nah we can sub in Lil nigga you could spectate She want me put a bun in her oven Let's have a sex tape She wanna get some food in the morning But she ate She want me say her name when I'm recording but that shit gay She want me hold her hand When she comin but that shit lame (BUT I LIKE) When she be scratching and moaning On a nigga back She don't wanna know me in a week and I'm good with that Feelin like I'm penny hard away in that blue and black I'm only in yo city for a week don't get too attached Chrome hearts hoodie on my back lookin too relaxed Valentino shoes on my feet Would you look at that Still the same niggas use the dollar menu at the jack But now I'm bossed up Put me on a poster Handle any problem come my way like I'm supposta I be callin plays with this heat Like I'm Spolestra Had a crib w no furniture Just some damn walls 420 Kickbacks smoke all in my damn house It was the really the gram house not no grams house Shoulda seen how many blunts we was lightin And this a 1011 beat nigga I ain't fightin Nigga try me he gone be fighting for his life Dawg This the bentayaga nigga Go and keep them white walls Niggas hate to see me winning Pullin out they eyeballs But I be goin crazy in the stu Till my eyes fall Niggas talk big But it's some shit they not gone talk about I be touchin chicken 4 am like this a WaffleHouse You cant even come in here with him if we ain't talk about it I don't give a f*ck if that's yo mans We are not retarted Gotta close the doors niggas vultures lookin for a carcass Better kill yo own shit Or you can't eat big cousin See me out and try and pack me like a McMuffin Now Im Big GLIZZY niggas see me and don't do nothing This Gallery Dept lil nigga we going art hunting
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