Lyrics:
the pussy filler
I'll fuck a big boned or slim chick
Beat that pussy up real quick then send home the bitch
Ain't no sleepin in my bedroom
When henny's in
bitch up in
My face you getting boned money getta
I put batteries in nigga's backs
Wind 'em up and send 'em
Metro this is combat
Ain't that a bitch they
flock-a
Oh, that's your daughter? Xen do not a
Give fucks about nothing but the dollars
Ayy, wassup, pimping on them sluts
Yellow boned bitches working
homes, y'all ain't living 'til you live long
Big-boned honey, trying to keep me in the friend zone
I touch down, try and put it in her end-zone
Pimp on,
black girl
Made signs built in lodges, we be in garages
Discussin who we boned and who God is
Pro-black like Craig Hodges with my dashikis in
the pussy filler
I'll fuck a big boned or slim chick
Beat that pussy up real quick then send home the bitch
Ain't no sleepin in my bedroom
When henny's in
man, errybody want her
I think I like her persona, Victoria's Secret aroma
Late night at the aroma took her home and I boned her
She stood up in
that bitch
Might do a whole flip on the flip phone
Whole neck piece got big stones
All my hoes be big boned
She suck me like neck bones
Rake that ho like
T-boned, son)
I ride high in the saddle
Every time I rap battle
Got my mind on my money and
My money's on the cattle
I be chillin' and grillin'
Fillin' up
you lookin' down?
And a child reachin' out, brittle boned, crying now
The past does not define you
The past does not define you
The burden was too
Tone, yo you see I flip stones
Birthstone, you ain't grown fuck around and get boned
Peerage pretty young ladies lost at six, Gucci kicks
And they
wanna fuck, we boned her back in
You's a creep and all do is use your freak
And when we done, we send her home for you to keep
You want beef? Punk
harassin'
She come home, don't want to fuck, we boned her back in
You's a creep, and all do is use your freak
And when we done, we send her home for you
the club, stylin' with dough
Profilin' with hoes that we boned, a while ago
You rookies haven't done enough laps around the track
You had one hot single,
everything that you got
Dance off motherfucker, do the damn thing right
She got loose elbows and a big ol' neck
I like a big boned girl who could work up
the club, stylin' with dough
Profilin' with hoes that we boned, a while ago
You rookies haven't done enough laps around the track
You had one hot single,
Instinct, bare boned
Light it up, take it home
You will be all things
You'll get what you bring
Leaning to fire
Leaning to fire
Leaning to fire
Here's
pockets ain't fat, they're just big-boned
I sweet talk my chicks on the flip phone
She wanna send me nudes, but ain't no Whatsapp on a brick phone
This
chillin wit 'Pac
What If I did all the Advertisement thrown My Way
And I boned every chick that would throw me some play
I'd have to load another AK cause
nigga where the trees at?
Red boned bitch like Alisha, where the keys at?
Freeze that, like a fucking picture
If you ain't a blood I ain't fucking with
persuasion, Caucasian, all kinds of chicks
Milk skin, chocolate boned, lambs and Haitians
Tryna take me something home and have some relation
[Chorus]
chocolate boned, lambs and Haitians
Tryna take me something home and have some relation
Good God Almighty! Look at that body
What you holding? Girl you
homie
I got a chance and I boned it, think all these niggas are phony
Wake up and smoke in the mornin', I rep that flag with my blood
And tese niggas
taking me home
Talking about all of the women I supposedly boned
She crazy, you know what it is
You give them an inch & they be taking the p**s
You
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