Lyrics:
holding court on these niggas (I ain't here)
Wife beaters and jeans, and a pair of Jordans on these niggas (Swag)
Heat cocked to the back, and I smash
poppin
When I'm a stop frontin, when yah mom stop coppin
Shit you not rockin, stop watchin, glock cocked
Dots shots in, call em re-run he pop lockin
When I
reel
It's the takeover, breaks over, make something
For funny ass package, who want, and a cake over
Monster bangels, bojangles got the forty cocked from
blend ya
Dick up like a roaster, you be like whose the
My music will lose ya, you miniture
I got this microphone, pulled back and cocked
And all sperm
cocked back, her legs tied like a figure eight
I'm on stage getting sucked by Madonna
Sticking piped in your ass until you stop the freesyle drama
Debarge.
See my dick stay hard. (oh) and its gon stay cocked.
(Yes) if a bitch fuck wit me she
Gettin her cherry popped.
Bedroom boom, (this is
she's a Taurus
She said she expensive, well, I could afford it
Never pay for it, but I could explore it
Have your tongue out and legs cocked open like
the gun cocked
Found out who it, was I was unshocked
Played hot blocks let cops watch
Stacked money for a house now I run shop
That 9 up in this bitch
Chilling outside in the whip
With the 5th cocked!
Face under my navel, sort of like a table
The bitch doing shit, got my
Dick in a lip lock, rollin!
Aroma
a dealer
Got a couple killings on my
Niggas hatin' so my hammer cocked
Fresh drop better watch your woman
Hottest out the city don't be silly
Bitch I'm Cajun
own big woman
Fuck to di base cah I like Peter
Yuh breast cocked like nine millimeter
Mi nuh waan see nuh AK none at all
Baby put yuh 2 foot over
trunks
We roll slabs and we don't do dunks
Shoes be four's and they don't be pumps
We smoke Kush and we don't do bump
FN cocked and we don't do pumps
One
"You heard about what's goin' on in there?"
"Heard a lotta bullshit cocked, I know that much"
"This isn't bullshit, my friend"
"Do you know
the kitchen to an uncontrollable flame
That fully auto was tame, now it's reloaded, cocked, and aimed
He picked up the poison when he picked up the loose
it and
Whoo
Sittin' back, reminiscin'
Of how I used to get down and dirty wit' ya
I pull up on a hot block and come and get ya
Wit' a pistol cocked
Half cocked and half baked
Used to keep a full stock of work, half rocked and half shake
My mistake, sign a track agreement
For more Gs than lines
the ones that say we got this, that you ain't alone
As long as I'm here to pull out that Glock 9 and cocked it
He mad you got rich but on the low you
lend yo ass, the man so bad
From Alabama with banjo cocked back
Swing bass like I'm Rambo fix that
I don't wanna hear shit buddy that's that
Can't get
nigga wit a big ass chain,
Calico cowboy ridin' tall in the saddle,
Fully loaded and cocked wit that choppa and I'm ready for battle,
that fie fie delish
I said we got, we got, nigga we cocked it and dropped it
Ain't no stopping it, popped it, locked it, flop flipping it
Leaving
Don't be surprised if I cocked it
Can't outslick a can of oil, you never spoil my profits
See how I'm flippin' this here?
Things are different this
manifestin, all show ways and actions
Hopeful that, lick your cannon
I'm ill when I shoot to peal like Ed O'Bannon
In my head is a thought, perm cocked, off
the islander
Woke up in the furtive spring
More capable of anything
I waited for more men to come
Hey docked their boats and cocked their guns
The time
cocked and shot all over yo' forehead
You a po' rat, and yo' pussy fat so show that (ho)
See every nasty bitch, love nasty shit and you know that (so ho)
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