Lyrics:
life
Awooo
Yeahhh
(Hook)
Where my niggas at
Where them Zoe at
Let’s drink prestige
Babancourt and petron
Let’s make toast to this life
Let’s get
need to roll (roll)
girl i gotta place where we can go (go)
i'm likin what you jus started ?
lemme hit this last sip of petron (ooh yeaa, my baby)
then
smell the Kush in her hair right now
Boxed out whip
With Petron
Take a sip
Write a script
Roll a fatty
While I wear my crown
So much loud in
would know,
Would it be on the low if we go to the motel sipping on Petron
Put on your thong, we would be solo, solo
We could never be right no matter
on and I'm home
get tell the petron and tell them that it's on
I got my drink and my dutchie
I just be the murda
people think that I'm lucky
my link lookin
Petron with us, yeah
Said they wanna roll with us, come lose control with us, yay
Said they wanna roll with us, come sip pon Petron with us, yay
Step out
Empty house, empty rooms
Empty bottle of Petron
I need to go out but not around here
There ain't nowhere we haven't gone
There's this travel
gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-gonk-ga-ga-ga-gonk
I drink that Dom Perignon (oh)
I drink that shot of Petron to turn me on (uh)
I got that red eye bomb, get you stoned (yeah)
I got them gunshots,
I'm just trying to make these girls all smile(all smile).
And I'm gonna pour petron, till I get'em in the zone,
And I'll get 'em all alone, till I
and hips,
Quit TIP quit sippin dat petron,
Dat shyt'll git you flipped like a baton,
In two arms,
Who calm I'm calm you calm,
Tick tick make a nigga drop
Tell 'em ten Rose's and a few cold waters (Right!)
Only Petron and a couple of lemons (Let's go)
Ten thousand dollars stuffed up in the denims (What
yourself
Yeah I know them doors swing open awkward
Man I don't know why they made 'em like that but
Sip some Petron, slip off your clothes
Girl let's get it
doing what you're doing
You could steady just drink on your Petron
Why I throw up that gang and
I scream for the band
All of my niggas say we going in
Tell 'em ten Rose's and a few cold waters (Right!)
Only Petron and a couple of lemons (Let's go)
Ten thousand dollars stuffed up in the denims (What
And you don't get no, no love from us
You get no love from us, you get no love from us
Fuck it up girl, go on fuck it up
This Petron, I got the devil
Tell 'em ten Rose's and a few cold waters (Right!)
Only Petron and a couple of lemons (Let's go)
Ten thousand dollars stuffed up in the denims (What
jusqu'à la ap
J'fais un criquet d'vant la cam
J'me suis pé-tron dans l'métro
J'raconte ma scala dans le bat'
Avant de t'tirer dessus
On va s'tirer dans
own
Youngin' in the game but i'm grown
On the road to riches speeding with the rhythm chasing bitches down with petrón
And I got vices
Been so caught up
ever goin stop
I been through allot
You thought I forgot
My niggas be mobbin like swat
Pass me the glock
Pass me a shot
Gimme the henny petron and ciroc
messages at the time like where isn't he night like who could have known
Who even knows
Who even knows
How I act around u I'm in the zone
I don't sip petron
Get off the couch, it's time to SpaZz Out (SpaZz Out)
Verse two now I'm feeling kinda loose
Shots of Petron, Jager bombs and the goose
By the end
mourning
Shots of petron
Getting served till its morning
U run wit informants
Your buzz on the streets
Kinda weak or dormant
Could it be that your flow
Patrolled
And controlled by a state that's de facto cause we're de jure off the Petron
These wack boys possess no bars that we hold
And they have no record
these laps (I am)
Blow a band just to relax (I did)
I'm tired of lies I want facts
I buy it in cash no tax (No tax)
I fill it straight to the max Petron
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