Creepin'
Dolla
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Im nothing like these niggas Do my dirt and get to creepin' I did what I did Oh well. I wasnt thinking His ployment run over I can see his rolls shrinking Okay I got it... Im nothing like these niggas Do my dirt and get to creepin' I did what I did Oh well. I wasnt thinking His ployment run over I can see his rolls shrinking I then touched pape every mf season Been balling f*ck a shot clock Nigga check my stopwatch Bitch called me broke, Waved my finger Told her AHT AHT I aint talking Gucci Have him watch this G LOCK Dont shoot yo shot My bitch gone come and cockblock Ion give a f*ck its okay cause im cool with it If the bitch aint noodie Ion want shit to really do with it Hit it from the back and do my dougie She like you in it Take bout a min to get it off Im so smooth with it Make a nigga give me everything cause I need it Ion deliever grams Told the nigga keep feining Me, myself, and I We the coldest 3 man Za's hit like Floyd have a nigga stop breathing Get a nigga stop breathing This bitch got some russian The way I got her creaming Think I got a habit I cant stop from spending Pockets real swole shit got me limping Walking with a limp Hoes Thinking ima pimp Me pay for pussy? Dolla never been a simp He just kissed da btc And I just bussed all on her lip All about my blues got me feeling like im Nip Catch it and get it gone like Magic Nigga Wallah Done with the trick gave her back Nigga tadah Cuz got them bars he connect Like he the wifi Broke ass niggas stay in beef Call em five guys And I'll sock a nigga in his shit Like im popeye Whipped my dick out her eyes popped She like OH MY Tried to catch me slipping Niggas tried to do a drive by They aint make it far check the whip Watch it ghost ride Watch that bitch Ghost ride Niggas never made five Fucking with my bama niggas Down south screaming roll tide Feds coming go hide F*ck trump and Go Bide Niggas see my closet They think they see a gold mine And I aint hard to find catch me posted on the block Moved my people's bow They call me champ like the rock They treat me like a hero Keep that static like im shocked BIG 44 Suprise a nigga like Barack Couldnt bring the roll it wouldnt fit inside my pocket Was 16 in that field Something like tyler lockett Cant leave this bitch alone I think we too toxic Got a couple pounds off me Im on a diet And bitch if you with me I need you Give me a kidney I f*ck with Houston heavy Like my bitch name was Whitney Ion steal shit, I take shit Nigga gimmie Im nothing like these niggas Do my dirt and get to creepin' I did what I did Oh well. I wasnt thinking His ployment run over I can see his rolls shrinking I then touched pape every mf season Been balling f*ck a shot clock Nigga check my stopwatch Bitch called me broke, Waved my finger Told her AHT AHT I aint talking Gucci Have him watch this G LOCK Dont shoot yo shot My bitch gone come and cockblock But ion give a f*ck its okay cause im cool with it If the bitch aint noodie ion want shit to really do with it Hit it from the back and do my dougie She like youuu in it Take bout a min to get it off Im so smooth with it Make a nigga give me everything cause I need it Ion deliever grams Told the nigga keep feining Me, myself, and I we the coldest 3 man Za's hit like Floyd have a nigga stop breathing
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