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Sunny Park (feat. Vlonetroops)
by Hydraa
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And she know I got them bands
Watch me do my dance, with my cup in my hand
Yeah I got yo bitch, on my dick, she a fan
And you know I'm blowing, that FN, like a fan
Nigga who you is
This shit ain't pretend
Hot up in a Rove'
I don't need a benz
I don't need no bitch to try to tell me who I am
You know I'm that nigga, sadly I don't give a damn
I don't give a damn
Lil bitch like, ion give a shit
Run yo mouth, to yo people keep that bullshit out yo lip
Talking shit, bout a four we gon get up by the fifth
With his clip on my hip, we gon stick 'em in his shit
Extended grip right on the smith
Don't go to war, 'less I'm fully equipped
Black out the whip
Niggas ain't peeping this motion, we keeping it low and we dip
And we hit a flip
They can't even speak on that play, keep it dark, keep it fucking eclipsed
And she tryna sip
All up on this wocky, she losing her focus she acting a trip
Hold on, Uh
We too faded, hold on, I think I'm seeing stars, woah
Hit up sunny park serving, bitch come get a cart, woah
I can't get a bitch to stay I make them play they part
Told that girl my heart was made of iron like I'm Tony Stark
Shit, I meant fucking Riri, like please don't fucking start
She got my shit on repeat, I'm on her fucking charts
She a groupie, and she ain't moving smart
I don't want that bitch, go get her friend, I'll break them two apart
He think he that nigga, well this .223 gon' test him, uh
Send his ass to god, on my momma we gon' bless, uh
Put him in a DTT, but nah I'm not a wrestler, uh
I be smoking zaza, you know, I be smoking pressure
Got a bad bitch, in the back, you know she a redbone
She be giving top, to the team, until her whole head gone
Why you fucking all up on the gang, you know you dead wrong
We get money just like Apple in this bitch, not talking Samsung
And she know I got them bands
Watch me do my dance, with my cup in my hand
Yeah I got yo bitch, on my dick, she a fan
And you know I'm blowing, that FN, like a fan
Nigga who you is
This shit ain't pretend
Hot up in a Rove'
I don't need a benz
I don't need no bitch to try to tell me who I am
You know I'm that nigga, sadly I don't give a damn
I don't give a damn
Lil bitch like, ion give a shit
Run yo mouth, to yo people keep that bullshit out yo lip
Talking shit, bout a four we gon get up by the fifth
With his clip on my hip, we gon stick 'em in his shit
Extended grip right on the smith
Don't go to war, 'less I'm fully equipped
Black out the whip
Niggas ain't peeping this motion, we keeping it low and we dip
And we hit a flip
They can't even speak on that play, keep it dark, keep it fucking eclipsed
And she tryna sip
All up on this wocky, she losing her focus she acting a trip
Hold on, Uh
We too faded, hold on, I think I'm seeing stars, woah
Hit up sunny park serving, bitch come get a cart, woah
I can't get a bitch to stay I make them play they part
Told that girl my heart was made of iron like I'm Tony Stark
Shit, I meant fucking Riri, like please don't fucking start
She got my shit on repeat, I'm on her fucking charts
She a groupie, and she ain't moving smart
I don't want that bitch, go get her friend, I'll break them two apart
He think he that nigga, well this .223 gon' test him, uh
Send his ass to god, on my momma we gon' bless, uh
Put him in a DTT, but nah I'm not a wrestler, uh
I be smoking zaza, you know, I be smoking pressure
Got a bad bitch, in the back, you know she a redbone
She be giving top, to the team, until her whole head gone
Why you fucking all up on the gang, you know you dead wrong
We get money just like Apple in this bitch, not talking Samsung
