DREW BREES
YNB ROD
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Hold up, hold up, why you wanna play We could've been superstars and then you went away Hold up, hold up, why you wanna play We could've been superstars and then you went away Yeah, yeah, yeah, these niggas ain't on shit Never gon' be on shit Broke-ass fuckers Damn, man, this motherfucker's lit Got your bitch in the pocket like Drew Brees She was suckin' my dick for some hours I told her to get up and I bought her some new knees Nigga claimin' he hard when it's time to slide He yellin', I, bitch, I got ED I been locked in, these niggas been peepin' They finna start yellin out free me Yeah, she got all my songs on repeat Yeah, cause all of my diamonds on VV If you look out the whip, it's a miracle Remember days put on water and cereal Niggas mad, but I ain't really hearin' them Niggas pussy, I ain't really fearin' them Pop a trunk on a bitch, I'ma bury him Fuckin' bitches with hair like Ariel Please don't do him like that, cause you scarin' him On the phone with the bank, tryin' to sound like a white bitch Spendin' ten on the mall with some light shit My Brodie play' with the dog, like he Mike Vick I can't do dirt with lil homie, he might snitch Pop out the cup with a Glock, I don't care what the type is Run up on me, I'ma strike shit Hittin' your bitch from the back and we know that she like dick Screamin' out, I was the right pick Nigga, I'm him I'm movin' weight, never touchin' no gym Steady totin' on shit, I was gon' knock off a limb Pulled up in the scat and they said I was trim Niggas watching life starting to think I'm a sim I was fuckin' on Kim and filled her to the brim Come out watchin' the air, better know how to swim Baddie built like a bottle her waist was too slim Niggas know I'm a step, cause I'm not one of them Spent through his block like a muthafucka cyclone Used to rob niggas, don't go cause I light on diamonds On me, Cartier and they two-tone My suit kept engaged cause I been had two phones Niggas know how I'm ' coming Bankroll, look like an onion Choppa go knock off your bunions He tried to run from the fire, shot him in his back and it came out his stomach Up in the bushes plotting' like a creep or somethin' I look like a reaper or somethin', tryin' to get me to snitch Bitch, I ain't speakin' on none of these niggas Must thought I was dumb , I done popped me a Bean Look at me movin' so silly I'll rent your whole block out of Philly I ain't even from Philly, but I got this jawn on my glizzy I'm off the lean, this shit got me movin' so dizzy Mixin' Patron with Henny Niggas know I keep it with me I'm in the trap gettin' busy Niggas be rats, Mickey I ain't talkin' bout the ones on Disney I hit your bitch from the back with my thumb in the crack I ain't talkin' bout Bobby and Whitney Niggas be talkin' too tough when I pop out and duck Im a pop out and shoot in his kidney Got your bitch suckin' dick in the back of the Maybach He was broke as a bitch, takin' baths in Ajax They picked up his body, couldn't find where his face at I had cases pending, so I probably shouldn't say that I'm in the coupe in the peanut butter the seats Diamonds drippin' my neck all the way to my feet How the f*ck is you gangsta? You tell him the beat Nigga pronounced dead, but he can't even speak Damn, this bitch hard as f*ck
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