Lyrics:
suppose going out bad
Bad bout these hoes flex on a n***a like I'm striking a pose posted on the block and
I'm toting them poles, I'm from the hood where
Les nouilles sont dans r'mise
Père Noël est en panique
Le Pole nord est pire qu’l'Afrique
Achète moi donc un Drumstick
Parano j'pense j’ai des tiques
Le
& western
If he a goofie make him learn teach his dum ass a lesson
Cause he dont know till he get smoke in now he chilling in heaven
We on the stage all poles
niggas
Round me
Clutching pole
RomanThePoet
From the bottom
All he preach is hope
Barely Sleepy
Chasing a ghost
I’m tryna be the goat
Gotta watch yo back
sorry
I apologize
To myself back when I used to lie
Hiding insecurities, now I'm that guy
Had a queen
24
And she dance pole
Fuck me
Still got my heart
Cut Friends you and I
On the Low... Lala Dadadada
Lala Dadadada Lala Dadadada
Lala Dadadada Lala Dadadada
The way you dancin' on a pole its like you
dance, dance, dance
Ouu, Shawty grabbed a Stack, pulled up one me with them bands
Just to show me I'm the man, man, man!
He sold the pole, by buying
Gotham poles robbing badman on the streets
These niggas lying and hoes gone keep wyling
So I keep to myself chop beats while freestyling
One two one
and the bently mulsanne
Vvs diamonds all on on my chain
Balenciaga with the triple souls
Use a stick I use a pole
Could retire with the shit sold
All these new
that’ll roll that
Pull out a gun get ya pole snatched
Said he need clearance, he must be on roll back
Ugh Whew 3diddy let this bitch breathe
Give her
your mind, nourish the soul, stack your bread
Always carry pole, be light on your feet but quick on your toes
Wake up every morning with your eye
tryna run up on me
Razor blade between my teeth
I take ya top off I shoot the 3
And if shawty wanna fuck take my drawls off
Hit a bih' with the pole
Step outside
Cus you know I won't be able to move on
Sometimes I drive
I lose control
I swerve to the right
I hit an pole
I didn't know
My love
nigga
Homeboy clutching a bigger trigger, ima go hit ol boy thats my nigga nigga
Up the pole at A bigger figure, he talking that tough shit
We'll give
(Who Dat)
Piece of chocolate
She dropping it
She popping
On the flo
Mama grinding on the pole
Wanna see you drop it low (Low)
Let me see you touch them
from popo I swear
And I'm still gone keep a pole I swear
Either way I know that I can't go I swear
nobody fucking with me
But I do not fuck with nobody
I don't even fuck with myself
I keep on harming my body
I keep a pole on my self
So ion get
of pop tarts, I just got a AC slater
The Pole on me like top golf, seen more green then pga
Authentic threads don’t do no knock off as I drop cough in my
Carry the torch, gat, pole, steel I like to call em wods (Uh)
Weapons of destruction cuz destruction what it cause (Yea)
Pull the trigger on me if u
On duty, pork fried rice
Blow that smoke, poltergeists
On a roll, roll the dice
On the pole, roll her eyes
Ass so fat, yeah that's nice
Cut that shit, sell
wit my dogs everywhere we fuckin' go
Posted up in Beezyland, Zone 2 we trained to go
Flame da dope and load da pole, ridin' round wit my bros
And I
Fuck wit me you get exposed
Pop out like I'm Scottie pippen
Got 33 in my pole and
I cant waste no time
Ain't tryna match or smoke
PBPD on my radar but I
We be strapped up like Auto Bots every time we roll out
Taking pictures, I got everybody with me
Everybody taking pictures, everybody taking poles
he toting a pole
Saw your lil group when they came and they fold
Fans be asking where I've flown
Told them Kenya Europe Brazil these some places
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