Lyrics:
I got this game on lock yo jogging up the block for a 50 cent taco
Knock yo ass out the box so quick
You better check yo bitches purse I think she got
Stay in good condition im a bag chaser
Purse first get the ass later
If you aint talking money need a translator
A lot of snakes up in the grass im
that thang in reverse
Talk my lingo like the way we converse
Island hopping to Caicos and the Turks
Take you shopping down payment on a purse
Body
flip the merch
Just put a little in the baggie, little in the purse
Your mans got you baggin' up? It could be worse
Just put a little in the baggie,
the dirt.
N*gga gotta whole lotta digits,
Make a whole lotta b*tches,
Want a purse,
But I ain’t buying no purse
Strapped even when I'm in church
Got on me everywhere even my girl got one in her purse
Try me you gon' leave in a hearse
I'm making plays every day
she gon' ride
She see that purse
She want that skirt
But I ain't gon' buy it
I don't lie, no, I don't lie, no, I don't lie
She's so fly, she's so fly,
seventeen years you did me wrong and I feel like a curse
My heart is in your purse
I'm a fuckin problem now I'm dealing with the worst
Girl I'm seventeen
out her purse, and she still be fine with that
Cause the way I dick her down, I deserve a couple racks
She hit my phone with that bullshit, ain't got
niggas get to splurge
Shorty always get the purse Haters get a hearse
Get to the bag
Now I'm gettin' it cash
She want me to throw it on that ass
Didn't
at stake
Better mind yo manors if you want yo plate
Better mind yo manors if you want yo plate
In a hoes purse is where I rather be She givin me she giving
buying no purses just send that hoe home
You wanna purchase don't talk on the phone
If we don't know you don't knock on the door
Don't understand cuz we
bear no meat to me
People jack time like it's Louis V purses
Like they see you doing good
Deep down they be hurting
Like your ideas and works
Are not
a cadillac ohhh
I am not a people person when I need to purchase
Something and I no get chi chi inside none of my purses
I'll get mad I'll get crazy and start
Big body big crib big whip
Big money in purse make em big sick
Big boss nigga know he gotta big dick
Buy me big bags cause that nigga is a big trick
(Uh-huh, uh-huh)
On her Gucci purse, I skeet (Uh-huh, yeah)
Did I say purse? I meant shirt (Uh-huh, oh)
I was aimin' for her teeth (Uh-huh)
Young rich nigga,
Bitch I got a man purse and I'm shooting first
I will up that Glock and put you in a hearse
You're blood is everywhere but that is not the worst
I
She got good taste
Amiri bottoms with Chanel on the back of her purse, that girl was a stylist
I come from a place where the killers is violent
bitch got curves (Bitch got curves, uh)
Put my damn Glock inside her purse
(Damn Glock inside her purse)
And she's flawless
And I fell in love
And she's
바쁘게 난 running ready for the war
불이 탔어 buning but 얼어버려 purse
bish 전부 ballin 바구니에 dunk
그 여자는 흔들지 내 위에서 Twerk
난 성공에 goal in 과거들은 fallin
bish im not
bitch
Throwin ones inna club all night ha
Glock in my purse
Since you bitches wanna fight
To the left bitch
to the right bitch
Touch yo toes ion
Pop my shit like a perc
Nigga talk too much we gone put him on a shirt
I keep it in my purse
Geeked like nerd
Smoking on this purp bitch it got me
and she got curves in her hips
Nervous at first, now she want purses and shit, lets go
Swerve in the whip, just hit the curb with my rim
Certainly, we pull
on me
Baby tryna suck My soul
Think she wanna purse or something
People keep turning on me
Gotta keep burner on me
Let a nigga take yo shit
Yo ain’t
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