HollyLantaWoodDrive

Apollo Tha God

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Apollo Tha God


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Ricki Ticki bubble eyes
Baby got that look like she done seen my dick she traumatized
Look like a choppa from the borderline
All my niggas wit me we can hit the f*ck you vin talking bout

I be on Holly Atlanta Wood Drive
I run the street that lambo sitting curbside
Got them strippers popping pussy the the street
OuttaBody She a freak

Yo bitch favorite restaurant they twerking while you eat
Delivery anywhere you want yo bitch coming wit me
Commas commas commas commas
All she need to see
Slap you wit a bag of hundreds
Black Atlanta Dreams

When that boy wake up he gone think he in 1763
She just want a nigga that's gone treat her like a Queen
Skurt off in that bitch like it's a fairytale thing
But if you play wit me bitch you gone have the same dream

I'm the God
I got Linin on
Hating on a soul
Dipped in Gold
If it's mean to be quit waiting on yo moment
Break the Goal
Can't be Kobe you aint working on No Goals
I been working all my life still ain't trap yo buy clothes
A trap cause i smoke
Spend a sack by more
Now you trapped in thy doors
That's a wacked and wiped nose
ThaGod in thy Day
Tha Daddy thy home
I won't kick my feet up when I'm Certified Gold
Put my heart on everything now don't owe a dying soul
But my momma boo took care of me in debt til I'm Gone
If I'm wrong
Double dare for me to break the ice
Cold
I'm gone spray for I
I take off and I'm gone
You won't get the best of me i grow and i grow
Shank me for the recipe you still gone die slow
Apollo hear me carefully you'll never die alone
I had love for you eternally before yo eyes closed
Won't let no pussy play wit me we make the time float
That's for all the shit you asking me to be the i won't
Ricki Ticki bubble eyes
Baby got that look like she done seen my dick she traumatized
Look like a choppa from the borderline
All my niggas wit me we can hit the f*ck you vin talking bout

I be on Holly Atlanta Wood Drive
I run the street that lambo sitting curbside
Got them strippers popping pussy the the street
OuttaBody She a freak

Yo bitch favorite restaurant they twerking while you eat
Delivery anywhere you want yo bitch coming wit me
Commas commas commas commas
All she need to see
Slap you wit a bag of hundreds
Black Atlanta Dreams

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Written by: Fredderick Langston

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