One Eighty Seven
Freddie Gibbs, Problem
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Yeah, these are the tales that I tell so well I hit this new chick named Michelle in my 6-8 Chevelle And yo, last week it was Michelle, but this week it's Monique Who had the best, yo, I can't tell, both them hoes was some freaks That bitch one-eighty-seven, that shit one-eighty-seven Put me to sleep, got that killer pussy, go call the reverend Push up the coast, watch her pussy pop in my 9-11 I'm standing tall, got me busting off like a loaded weapon That bitch one-eighty-seven That bitch one-eighty-seven That bitch one-eighty-seven Got that killer pussy, call the reverend That bitch one-eighty-seven, fucked in my '87 Hotbox my Chevy, we posted up for the smoking session Won't take your chick out to dinner but I eat that bitch for breakfast Hit her with that dick in the morning, leave all my bitches stressing F*ck all these acting-ass bitches, ratchet-ass bitches Sign my name in bloody murder, bitch, I autograph bitches Know some niggas 'round my way that might spend all the cash with ya Hope I treat you for a day then drop you with your last nigga But don't be scared to bust it open for me Bring that shit back in slow motion for me Dropping bucket naked for this money Got all my bitches checking for the money That bitch one-eighty-seven That bitch one-eighty-seven That bitch one-eighty-seven Got that killer pussy, call the reverend These are the tales that I tell so well I hit this bitch in A-T-L, she was from Riverdale She fucked with ballers, I could tell from her hair to her nails Can't say goodbye, that pussy fye like it was dope on a scale That bitch one-eighty-seven That bitch one-eighty-seven That bitch one-eighty-seven Got that killer pussy, call the reverend Watching you swing around the pole'y While I be taking these shots like Kobe Just ordered a bottle of cham Please come ringing around the rosey Don't bring her around the homies She thicker than stogies I eat her like hoagies Knowing ain't good for me like snitching the police But I just keep calling that bitch Pop a band, let it fall in that bitch Take her home, get dome Zip then rip there and leave it all in that bitch I get mad when niggas calling that bitch Almost had a nigga caught in a twist Done near lost my girlfriend for that whirlwind start falling and slip Better back up though I can't fight, she gon' get it back up though Killer with the head, call it cutthroat Bust a nigga head, is it love, no She come real quick when I f*ck slow F*ck slow, f*ck slow, f*ck slow Still here cause my fucks slow It's daddy's little slut though That bitch one-eighty-seven That bitch one-eighty-seven That bitch one-eighty-seven Got that killer pussy, call the reverend
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Written by: Freddie Gibbs, Jason Martin, Jonathan King
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