Shotty Fa' Dat Body
Too Playa
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Yeah yeah Yeah yeah yeah Aha Keep a shotty for that body Mr. Wish a nigga would Pop out Playwitit on my garments Mr. Wish a nigga could Two three years we riding foreign With the trunks up in the hoods No more crying no more mourning Mama everything good Now let me get back to this 12 gauge I call her ass beautiful Rack it back and just imagine What this bitch would do to you Bang Let it Rang Like she off of High School Musical Plead the fifth then lawyer up No prints then it ain't provable Beat that case ain't show no face Just don't run up in my place This the family of the sacred Before you play just say your grace Shoutout to my nigga Heavy Beat the block up with that bass RIP to NIP a marathon It aint no race but on the way I copped a couple poles Just to keep us safe I might have to wipe a nigga nose Whatever YB say Yeah I'm the man And all these hoes be in a nigga face Hell is you saying I can't propose, No I just want the cake Can't do no ring bitch What the f*ck you mean bitch Tried to give you my heart But all you wanted was my green bitch So turn yo ass over While I put dick in yo spleen bitch You with me or against me No it ain't no in between bitch Yeah I'm the one Shawty ask me why I started rapping Cause this shit was fun Momma ask me why I started trapping Cause I needed funds Yeah you know what I do But you don't know what I done I got too much to lose That's why I'm strapped up with this gun Yeah, Yeah Ahahahaha F*ck a nigga talking 'bout Make a nigga walk it out (What) Mane I wasn't finna do another verse Till Bass Heavy put this beat up in a Muhhfuckin hearse, so you know What I had to do, I had to muhhfuckin' murk Mane it's like I'm going crazy Mane it's like I'm goin berserk Got me turned up off this crown Yeah it's 'bout to go down Two Two Threes, Five Five Six Take yo pick, Got hell of rounds And my fragrance is profound Lil Versace plus some loud Niggas floating in the clouds Staying way above the crowds Aye Keep that shotty for dat muhhfuckin' body, mane don't ask me if I hit yo Bitch, cause Ima Tell you probably Got a white girl from the bay She told me I could call her Holly Cuz she popping back to back Them bitches hitting, call them Ali Yeah I'm going state to state Got a lot up on my plate Money hungry, that's the only thing That's fucking with my weight So don't go asking if I ate If you ain't talking that cake Cause this shotty for that body F*ck around and be yo fate Yeah Ahahahaha Playwitit
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