Pablow
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Lyrics
Do anything to get paid Freaky lil b*tch, tell her get out my face Hoe I can't hear you, I'm stuck in my ways Like my b*tch classy yellow bag of Lay's (aye) Ass so soft feel like clay My youngin's shoot shit up broad day Come through spray shit up like mase Guaranteed nobody safe I'm drippin' too much like a puddle I'm stuck in the mud with a shovel She shoot for me but I don't trust her Can't f*ck her if I ain't got a rubber Bad yellow b*tch and she straight out the gutta They say I'm a feind I use xannies for supper This youngin' so playa, too smooth like some butter I'm chasin' my dream, don't like it then f*ck ya She want me to come hop in the ride One deep on the block I was sellin' them dimes I'm off the boot so don't look in my eyes I shoot at you if you f*ck with my guys I didn't go to school, rather jump in your house I'm still thanking God I made it back home alive Don't let me get nervous and shot through the the crowd You take one of my dawgs then we all gonna slide Flag 'round my neck like I'm Webbie You ain't shootin' then don't get in this Chevy I sag boy, this rod kinda heavy I want one of these niggas to test me This Glock got a 30 put three in your belly The narcs in the hood boy this shit can get deadly My dawg in the cage tell the b*tches to free Wesley I need me a bag ain't got no time for resting When I step out it's a movie She say that she don't wanna loose me Lil' baby you really a groupie We can f*ck but you gotta keep it movin' She off the drank but she tryna come do me She say you getin' paid, nigga prove it Young nigga out here goin' stupid Good gas in the air we pollutin' Movin' 'round know I jiggin' through the city Run you down, say OG he got the glizzy I'm a dog but I don't chase after kitty Spray some rounds send some more just for the witness These young niggas got the mind of a menace Finesse a nigga, nah youngin' havin' plenty Wanna skirt off in the 'Vette or smash the Bentley In the stolo and all the windows tinted Lil' D in this b*tch and we going retared These b*tches gon stare when I step in the party F*ck over a nigga if they get me started She love a young nigga cause I go the hardest KTE killas I'm shootin' regardless Shoot a your fetti, and I won't feel sorry Broke as I b*tch, that shit made me heartless Unload the banger bet I'm hittin' my target I'm beggin' a nigga to test me Shoot at your head crack your melon Turn the boy shit to spaghetti I get that green like that lettuce I can't help it, I think it's a fetish F*ck the school, they ain't wanna give my credits F*ck the school, they ain't wanna give my credits I get that green like that mf lettuce Do anything to get paid Freaky lil b*tch, tell her get out my face Hoe I can't hear you, I'm stuck in my ways Like my b*tch classy yellow bag of Lay's (aye) Ass so soft feel like clay My youngin's shoot shit up broad day They come through spray shit up like mase Guaranteed nobody safe F*ck the school, they ain't wanna give my credits F*ck the school, they ain't wanna give my credits I get that green like that mf lettuce I get that green like that mf lettuce
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:57
- Key
- 5
- Tempo
- 130 BPM