Traptize(d)
Vino & Yerfdog
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Tired these bitch ass bitches Tired these bitch ass niggas Woo... Uh, Yeah I need like 5 mil at least til I'm happy Got one for my pops & then one for my momma Then one for myself, & then one for my brothers Then one for the people that stayed through the drama I don't ever play it's a day when I'm gonna I'm tired these niggas I'm tired these bitches I'm hot like a flame boy you hot like a sauna I'm Circus Olay & you all pre-Madonna My bitch still tellin' me that I'm a dick But she still can't get the f*ck off my dick The story the same, you see me on stage So girl can you please hop the f*ck out my pic I'm done with the games, I'm running away And ain't gonna stop 'til my pockets is rich Think my emotions just fell in a ditch Wont grab 'em, I think I just build a bridge And I tell a hoe is a hoe by her friends The bitch sayin' no, its a go on her friends We Roshambo then she off to the fence Got it on GoPro but she knocked out the lens I clear out her stomach she call it a cleanse She said if I go, will you go, idk, it depends Don't waste time thinkin' bout issues I said don't cry quit wastin' my tissue Said goodbye & she said I'll miss Ya last man weak girl that ass got misused He seen what I seen, how you ever leave this view You know I need that but I know you need this to I got the, I got the, I got the drum for all of you niggas And I got the, I got the, I got the UH for all of you bitches And I gotta Open my arms & help out my people I'll lay down the flooring I swear niggas needa start callin' me morning, cus I come around & I bring out the son in you niggas Two tone whip like a tan line Hand on my head & a hand on my pant line, uh Suck dis dick or f*ck dis dick Pussy so good why I nut dis quick Call back later relapse that shit Just been down ya can't pass that shit Won't pass no bitch with a ass this thick Gotta pay for ya school cus ya class get skipped I'ma go yard & I ain't rushin' Gotta Goyard it's full of Russians I'm not here for all the fussin, I just barely started buzzin' And a nigga goin' off because it's Yerf on the production Type of nigga have you shook from turnin' nothing into somethin' No discussion, keep it quiet, like it best when niggas hushin' Shawty blushin', over things I try to tell that was nothin' I got the, I got the, I got the drum for all of you niggas And I got the, I got the, I got the UH for all of you bitches And I gotta Open my arms & help out my people I'll lay down the flooring I swear niggas needa start callin' me morning, cus I come around & I bring out the son in you niggas
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