Whats The Word

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Don Staxks

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She wanna get nasty
She hitting my jack
Know I'm that nigga
I play with them racks
Make her go crazy
Deep strokes from the back
But she like to move heavy
I tell her relax
Not in to dissing
That shit getting whack
They know all the facts
And who really got packed
Shit getting sticky no I cannot lack
But I'm HMS High
Put this shit on my back

Gang

What the word
Niggas birds
Why they keep talking
This shit is absurd
Honestly none of that shit is heard
Bro dogging they thots
Then kick them to the curb
While they chat
We sit back and observe
Then spin on them quickly
Gas it then we swerve
Brody mask up bugging like the purge
I never say nothing he go off the urge

Been doing them slime
Worried bout bready
Ain't wasting no time
Get educated you act out your mind
And you getting lined up
If you crossing my lines
Love for my lots
And got love for my prime
I don't gang bang
But I could get you slimed
Ain't no switch siding
I'm sliding for mine
Snitching not cool
I ain't dropping no dimes

She wanna come to the hook
Cause her boyfriend be shook
And he know bout the Piz
Got a throaty that be on my body
I told you already
She be on her knees
On the block it be hot
But the thots give the drop
So we know to get low on the ds
We get low and get rich
And no glitchy don't glitch
When he ready to step on the scene

How you all jacking you all steppers
You all steppers got stepped on
All of us knew that already though

And if shawty act up
Get a new one to slide to the television
No time for a petty hoe

We still on that same block
That they claiming they spin
That's on bro all my homies is ready

If he try to spin late
He get turned to a plate
Watch his brain
Hit the floor like spaghetti

We show up and show out
Every function
It's no one on ones
You touch mine imma jump in
Moms told me if one of you all fight
All of you all better fight
So that's what ima run with
I'm so tired of the field
But I know what I started
And I know what all of this come with
So I keep my head all the way up
My gun all the way tucked
And don't hesitate to up it
I lost bro and I can't get him back
So I promise to make all the opps
Feel the same pain
I'm so angry and quick to attack
But I don't every worry
Know bro on the same thing
Got some bros that look up to me
I'm always finding some way to glow up And to maintain
Got some opps making disses
But I never stress it
Cause I fucked they bitch
On they bed frame
Let me know what's the vibes
What we on
Never spin
But love making them songs
Niggas always want to put on a act
We gonna show them we with it
Watch how we perform
They four deep and still ran
When we saw them
We scream ski
Then we gonna get up on them
You should know
We ain't giving no warnings
We playing for keeps
Now they family mourning

She wanna get nasty
She hitting my jack
Know I'm that nigga
I play with them racks
Make her go crazy
Deep strokes from the back
But she like to move heavy
I tell her relax
Not in to dissing
That shit getting whack
They know all the facts
And who really got packed
Shit getting sticky no I cannot lack
But I'm HMS High
Put this shit on my back

Gang

What the word
Niggas birds
Why they keep talking
This shit is absurd
Honestly none of that shit is heard
Bro dogging they thots
Then kick them to the curb
While they chat
We sit back and observe
Then spin on them quickly
Gas it then we swerve
Brody mask up bugging like the purge
I never say nothing he go off the urge

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