Lyrics:
pussy i ran every light every stop sign it's 3:48
And it's drop time and we turn the block in a hot nine
In the hood nigga I'm popcorn dumbing through
Klan killer
Bury him in the Earth beneath
Drown him in gasoline
Light the fire and burn they sheets
Yeah, I'm a survivor, it's not a mystery
(Nah) even
the lights to bright
Pop your pussy bitch pop your pussy (Bounce that ass)
Shake that diary air hoe and pop that pussy
Pop your pussy bitch pop your pussy
at night
My stupid old Caddy's lights
Wouldn't seem to work
So right into Mrs. Scholtzky's cat
Man I made that kitty purr
I killed the pussy cat
We all
demanded all kinda things
Corrupted buy the light, she could only see the green
Wanted kids so I can be there by any means
Let her tell it we were
up by one time
And I'm back on my fucking way to county jail
Niggas tell ome on da streets
That my pussy for sale
Peter Pipper, pick a pepper
Yo I'm
Imma Rasta don dada with my whodie dem
I can tell a nigga's intentions by the look in him
Call me Mr. Devil man how I'm serving them
We ain't
I stirred
I cannot die unheard, but now my vision is blurred
Blurred by the lights and the smoke, that pussy smell like a turd
Feel like I'm crossing
Keep my feet in anus MC's so much they stop shittin
The Sugar Box, called crotch, for Cage prints
Leave pussy glowin orange in a spin like
hands I was dealt
When I said the music business was all I needed
When I got it I was greeted by an alien
That said last year that she slept with
that I need's a string attached to me
I'm a bachelor bitch and I ain't in no fast fury
To run out and find a new Mrs. Mathers
'Cause see, technically
needed
When I got it, I was greeted by an alien
That said last year that she slept with a Canadian
That gave him an addiction that'd keep him in
behind me in a mole grey van
Catch me if you can
Go turn on your blue lights (So pretty)
You know you want to I just flew by
I can see you feel it now
bang, bang
Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain
Been around the world all the hoes know my name
Call it automatic bang, bang, bang
Mr. automatic bang,
yah
Eh yah
Eh yah
Eh yah
Eh yah
Eh yah
Eh yah
Eh yah
Why are you stopping Mr Dj
All we wanna hear is the music
You light my fire
You light my fire
went bezerk, it's like clockwork
Rockport Mr. Raw God, hold the fort
Collect thoughts, elect sports, sideswipe, by the white horse
French
me
Mrs pusherman
Never sold rocks
But I'm selling these bars
Yeah
West Philly raised
Time flies by
Now I condo hop in Harlem
Watching clouds fly by
Or all of the presents that's under the tree
He hates all the lights
He sees from his peak
All in one night he gon' take everything
You say Mr. Grinch
Sir
and your bars straight shit too
Wait, Uh, Look look that’s a bar by the way
And yes you can meet me by the bar by the way
One of everything, Mr Chardonnay
to grab em' off me,
Let her slip n dip, while I stroke them hips,
Grab her by the throat, and kiss her pussy lips,
I can feel her pulse, she got that
goin on can get alittle sticky
Id freeze up and pussy out like a punk, fuck that, bla bla
I could get that rude blood from New York Mr. Chris
Quick come
draw a crowd like a Mayweather fight
Roll it up light it up we bout to catch a flight
She a real bitch cuz she always keep the pussy tight
She a real
Mr. Micheal Myers, man (Michael Myers)
Word to MoneyBagg, I keep it coming in (whoo, whoo)
By the way we work you think I had a twin (twin)
I'm tryna
murderers, because we kill time
I knock her lights out, and she still shine
I hate to see her go, but I love to watch her leave
But I keep her running back
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