Lyrics:
hahahaha
we got a bag full of bullets in this bitch with no name on them
you know what I'm saying
when you been hit by the bitch
you know it was ment
she clutch
If you try front on the style you nuts
On a roll butter me down, the fuck
Niggas thought they'd clutter me out, it's tough
Only shined
Uhhhh fuck
This until you die
I won't try to multiply
Until i feel my denim dry
Keep my jeans out the pool
Cool and it's quite alright
Blue on blue
Hahahaha
We got a bag full of bullets in this bitch with no name on them
You know what I'm saying
When you been hit by the bitch
You know it was ment
leather, and wood,
And it feels so good...
[Twista]
One mornin' I...
Woke up next to a peanut butter and a caramel chick,
Feelin fucked up, flicked
a loss I have no remorse
You know the deal, only blazin' shit that could feel
Beat nuts be movin' the crowd like blue steel
Cho-cha-cha, that's
I didn't want to do it
But what could I do
When she looked into my eyes
With her deep baby blue
She said to me that her boyfriend was no longer
(but I still get in trouble) killa, uh, but what, uh
[verse 1]
Mami all on me cause I'm touchin' her belly
I'm on butter pirelli's
Wit' purple
do it when we wanna get in
By any means necessary to
Impress their friends
Now you done sucked everyone up in my crew
And then spanned off suckin'
that I'm beat
I got my peers on my nuts, and the crowd on my feet
The only one who has my back is me, in reality, see
I'm constantly fighting heavy
to see my moms
my mom started trippin' 'bout my stinkin' ass bombs
Stopped at the gas station, get it pumped by the bums
See some niggas that ain't like
to the homeboy that freaked the head dome
The army wants me to drop my microphone
Gotta be brief, no orders from a chief
Hot butter on what? Say what?
Nothin' make a woman feel better
Than Berrettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad chedders
Chillin' in a Benz with my amigos
Tryin' to stick a nigga
Nothin' make a woman feel better
Than Berrettas and Amarettas, butter leathers and mad chedders
Chillin' in a Benz with my amigos
Tryin' to stick a nigga
to the homeboy that freaked the head dome
The army wants me to drop my microphone
Gotta be brief, no orders from a chief
Hot butter on what? Say what?
Aint it great to be nuts like us?
My novel no bail
Stay shining through hell
Suckled milk from the very tit
Of the she wolf herself
If I keep my
you gonna do
Coming, coming after you
Watch out for the D-Boys
Watch out for the boys in blue
You better keep it moving (big boy)
You know they're
Mami all on me cause I'm touchin' her belly
I'm on butter Pirelli's
Wit' purple and yellow, hello
That's butter and jelly
I flip butter
horrifying word I ever heard of
Which is followed by a honeymoon
Where suddenly he'll realize
He's settled with a nut
And wanna kill me, which he should
butter and a ball of cheese
Roll up light up with the lighter
Black and yellow on my skin like a tiger
The babysitter put the baby on a diaper
I killed
I want that double scoop
No bowl, full cone
You know how I roll
Serve me some Mint Gelato
Don't hold the nuts
Peanut butter cups yo
2 Scoops
Blue
those lips|Melt you like butter with my fingertips|Fall a little deeper in those big blue eyes|Get to know you better one kiss at a time|Let's strike
mad, at me, way too often
All on my dick aint that ya girl job
All on my nuts aint that a squirrel job
And you a nut nigga, nut job
Hating on me I'm
First steps and hear dada, imma love you how you is
Daddy never been a sucka, that shit ain't gone start with me
Stand on my 10 and strap my nuts gone
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