Prince Charming

(Glory Gang) (On Foenem Radio) Go 'til you can't fuckin' go no more, nigga Pull up your chair, it's time to eat, boy Better keep that money, better hope it don't leave, boy October Forgiatos, look like Halloween, boy You can be the prince of Chiraq, I'm the king, boy Kids love a nigga 'cause the joy a nigga bring, boy Got my heart too, they know it ain't a thing, boy Call baby, "Pookie," 'cause for Sosa, she a fiend, boy I'll stop sippin' 'fore I sip some fuckin' green, boy Lambo' take off, Redbull, I got wings, boy Sosa hatin' on you, I ain't know that was a thing, boy That's huh? Bitch Foenem yellin', "Go" like the light turned green, boy (ayy, go, go) Yeah, them ass shots good, but I need you on your knees Spray one of these stankin' ass niggas with Febreze She said, "I been" (thinkin' 'bout you), ayy (Yes, indeed) Oh, you did? (Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh) huh? Why, oh, why? She said, "I been" (thinkin' 'bout you), huh? (Yes, indeed) Oh, you did? (Let's get it) (Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh) Sit Gang, uh-uh-uh, on the gang Why, oh, why? This shit cost a arm and leg, cars and bread Takin' big steps, bitch, I'm nine ahead We been havin' sex, but not in the bed Told me that it's red, so I got some head I put on my weeks, went and got some bread Why you got a stick if it's not in the head? Nigga, in the club drunk, headlock a nigga head Threw his ass on the table, threw his ass on his head Nigga wake up in a hospital bed Like, "This the last time I said what I shouldn't have said" Bitch gon' wake up with knots on his head Thought he was sick, it's balloons on his bed I been lookin' for the Wockhardt, but I'll sip some red All I need is a doctor, tell him I need my meds And my XD brown, so I nicknamed him, "Ted" Lost my shit when I caught him and my bitch in the bed High as hell, left my stick in the bed It's the last time I'm sippin' the red One puff of Guido, hundred hits in the head When my granny laid her ass in the bed Gave her ass a hundred kisses in the head Granny taught a nigga everything he said Granny taught a nigga everything he say Hit the family reunion Lamborghini way Bitch, we come from playin' ball in the crates Man, I come from bologna on my plate Might forget, but I mean everything I say When Chief Sosa pull up, he flexin', pull up Shittin' on them, pull ups Hope the law don't pull up Dashbox so I can have somewhere to put the 'Wood up Fit crazy, like I'm doin' lean ups and kush ups Boy, you must have hit your fuckin' head and sniffed some good stuff Never know the whip I'm in, my other shit be put up I'll be thankin' God 'cause I appreciate the little stuff Ain't in the mud no more, but I'll still pick the mud up Who would ever know, when I was seven, pickin' mud up? When you loading shells in your gun, pick a glove up Or pick a shirt up Baby blue Forgiatos, bitch, I dressed 'em like a surgeon (Baby blue Forgiatos, bitch, I dressed 'em like a surgeon) H-U-R-T, they hatin', I see I got my fire on me, put it on a P 1-800-KING-KEEF if you want some beef Man, Gucci coat with the pole underneath Meet me on hundred street, turn it to a haunted street I'm gettin' money, nigga, I don't even wanna beef We was at the corner, doin' laundry Bank account got stung by a bumblebee And my car feel like Superman's under me Two piece, smoked in one week, nigga, not three I'll tell you what, stay your ass off our street Nigga get flatlined in a damn heartbeat My front yard look like a GTA car meet I should buy a Demon, use it as an art piece Bitch, I'm Gucci, double Gs in the car seat Sold the same rock Jigga seen in Marcy In the hood, Sosa had Lamborghini speed It's only right I get a Lamb' for my enemies It's only right I get a Porsche, jumped off the porch Your heart drop when the SWAT knock on your door That's some shit make you jump back on the porch If you ain't cut, you gon' tell on all your boys Hey, hey (If you ain't cut, you gon' tell on all your boys) Your heart drop when the SWAT knock on your door, huh? (Ayy) If you ain't cut, you gon' tell on all your boys (go) Doo-doo Your heart drop when the- (go) She said Ayy, she said Ayy She said Ayy, ayy, she said Ayy (Glory Gang), ayy On Foenem Radio Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no