Oh Boy
38 Hauncho
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, my bitch mean as hell She don't like when I shake niggas' hands We'll take his brain right off his shoulders He don't use his head Bet not, front your move You know this chop can Shoot out boiled eggs Rollin' off the meds I get to tweakin and be done Popped your mans Speedin' to the chicken And doin' 80 Tryin' to serve my head I done probably bust a thousand jugs Before I did a scam I don't know his ass And I'm gon' tax him Like I'm Uncle Sam I can't write a hook But I can teach a nigga How to cook Junkie asked me What's inside the pot I told his ass My foot Know the recipe To every mix I could Gon' write a book Momma know I'm thuggin Bout my posture I grew up with crooks Yeah, never go out pussy Too official You can't play me rookie We was sellin' grams Before these niggas Started sellin' cookie All my niggas Posted with the blues Bitch, I feel like Tookie This bitch heaven-sent I bow my head Before I eat her coochie It's just me and my lil We be sellin' a lot of I got girl and he got My junkie called said oh boy She just wanna be with gang Cause she know ima hot boy This shit talladega nights This bitch gon' ride like NASCAR I show up to his block And pull up like the task force Blow the motor out the engine Stand up on the dashboard Havin motion Make him mad But what the f*ck They mad for I just used up all the cut Rushed out the spot To grab more My lil' daughter Got my heart Than some of you pussys She won't need a nigga Better shoot your blick We catch you out My gang be leavin' niggas Ain't nobody took me And you a fool If you believe them niggas I'll son his ass Like I'm his daddy I be teachin' niggas Yeah, hop out let it Sing with two blicks I feel like max pain You ain't never pulled up Served yo J And help him find his vein Mix the blender up My fingers dusty From the lighter cane I can go get lost a thousand times And never change my ways F*ck, I look like Tryna fumble da bag When I took risks for this I don't give a f*ck He want it raw I'm still gon' hit this shit We was on the block As pre-teens Like f*ck a Christmas list Gang them hard body They'll get mad And start to flippin shit It's just me and my lil We be sellin' a lot of I got girl and he got My junkie called said She just wanna be with gang Cause she know I'm a hot boy This shit talladega nights This bitch gon' ride like nascar It's just me and my lil We be sellin' a lot of I got girl and he got My junkie called said It's just me and my lil We be sellin' a lot of I got girl and he got My junkie called said
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