Search results for 'get lit by 7 year bitch' Page #143

When I pop out to the function
I'm the life of the party
Let's get the shit krunk
Yeah, let's get this shit started
When we pop out
It's lit
On that

Den 16 years old learned how to trap in da cold
Yeah me and tizzy was stuntin

By 19 years old I think da trap had my soul I use to pray for da onion

talking imma make you
Pray amen like a bitch yeah yeah
Aye all y'all do is type y'all some
Bitches
Man i'll put a pack on his head
Someone get they kids for

Wit' somethin' for ya
Get rocked by my midnight Glock
Sniper through sound vocal rifles
To invade the block
Fuckin' bitch paid the price of a snitch

The Drop

Viktor Vaughn

Vaudeville Villain

2003

said 24-7 I be on call
He use his vacation days to watch Babylon fall

Numbskulls.. get ta steppin' they dumb dull
And how he rep the mic is like

4 AM

Travis Scott

4 AM

2017

ooh
I ain't wanna fuck the bitch but she was fine, ooh
Hold up baby, let me take my time, ooh
Hard to get some head and try to drive, ooh
Jumpin'

never had Shit
Now these hoes tryna pull up on me
And I can tell em back up, say it loud
Traplord and Traplord Big G Bitch
Babysauce wimme it's lit
Cant

over bullshit, like I'm Todd Gurley
Damn
My n**** get them bows by the boatload (yeah)
Stacking money up, 7 feet tall like its Bol Bol (seven three)
Damn

a nigga bitch in his crib leave her body aching
I ain't even with that drama shit, I'm just paper chasin'
I'm just trynna get to a Mil and you know I'ma

shines as bright as the stars up in the sky
I stay ballin' two-four-seven a year feel like Kawhi

Keep a iron in my pocket like I'm Tony ain't no Stark
Got

(Drop that shit)
(Drop that shit)
(Honcho on the beat, bitch)
(Gwop Gang)
We toat choppas and big 30s everyday Monday to Sunday
Every year I lose

when the nights dark
Cause, effect
Every step
Every breath
Miss me with that bullshit
That toolkit get you fixed up
Wrist flickin' cigs on a bitch, what?

A Life in the Day of Benjamin André (Incomplete)

OutKast

Speakerboxxx/The Love Below

2003

the history of music
By night, just to pay for that shit, you'd dance
To get your pants was a mission impossible
We were both the same age but I
Suppose

sweet love

Sunlight wakes me up I
Roll over to find
How pretty boys can be when
Sleeping by my side
Never thought that I
I would call you mine
These 7

But somebody tell 'em I'm next
I'm light-years ahead of the rest
But, still, I don't stop for a rest
Gotta get all of these checks
I, I, I had to go out

Don't play with bitch
I'll let off on you bitch
I came on the scene new fit new kicks
And I ain't worried bout a hoes
I'm tryna get rich
Remember

Yeah, I'ma hit me a lick Cop me a Q, now we finna get lit[00:29.37]At a young age, i seen bricks Bricks of that yea with the baking, soda

shit
I got one life, really I ain't tryin' to waste it
I came here to live, like fuck all that lame shit
I'm tryin' to get lit, so pass the medication,

cause she drip of her thirst 
Number 1 bitch I always come first

Callling my momma cause this shit is lit 
 Rebel like Rowdy but not in these street

and his cousin
They hate cuz we lit, combustion
I need my paper in crisp, hundreds
Shawty she play with her clit while we fucking
Call up the gang get you

band man, but your ass do not got no bands in it
Never been pussy, any problem handle it
Light your ass up and we probably get your candle lit
Double

He finna die by a 7.62
Fuck on your bitch pass her back to the crew
You can get stepped on; you step on my shoe
He said he a crip so he bleeding out

her mine

I fly
by in the whip bad lil bitch and she all on my dick
I fuck on that hoe and she asking for tips
Stop playing with me bitch you already

out on drugs
Eye chose acoustic guitar
Stop tryna play bitch
Cause Never could you get this part
We not the same bitch
I'm 7.62 you a dart
You pop