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Letra : Poppin’ Grease
Hoes tellin' me I changed, I ain't the same me (Same me)
Leave the club, the?baddest?b*t*h sayin', "Take?me" (Take me)
Finna f**k these n***as?up like I'm Tay Keith (Tay Keith)
Makin' n***as go home, n***as Roger lame (Go home, Roger)
N***as hoes, I could tell you got your mama ways (Got your mama way)
I'm a skinny n***a, flex like I'm Luke Cage
Bucks Clan got more blues than the Duke game (Duke game)
Big bags, playin' Madden, f**k a shootin' game
Finna treat this b*t*h face like the shooting range (Shooting range)
B*t*hes f**k the first night, ain't no talkin' stage (Talkin' stage)
You ain't cash out on that foreign, boy, your mama paid (You lyin')
We them n***as, yeah, we known for talkin' reckless (Talkin' reckless)
Yeah, we known for havin' b*t*hes in our section (On my mama)
She from the city, but that a** came from Texas (God damn)
She want my baby, yeah, she ridin' me aggressive (Yeah, aggressive)
I'm that n***a, girl, don't miss out on your blessing (Said don't miss it)
B*t*hes goin' all through my phone, who you textin'? (Who you textin'?)
I just got her whole body done, I'm investin' (I'm investin')
She gave me that weak-a** head, could've kept it (That sh*t trash)
Ayy, suck me through my drawers, got me rock steady (Ayy)
Drippin' off my balls, got my Glock ready (Ayy)
B*t*h ain't got no a**, but she top-heavy (Top-heavy)
Talkin' stupid through my pad like I'm Knott's Berry (Uh)
I don't cop reggie (No), pockets potbelly (What else?)
Made that b*t*h count on me like I'm god-daddy (Pops)
I need tips in my drill, I am not Nelly (No)
Take your n***a take these shots like he diabetic (Ah)
Pullin' up in big foreigns, ain't no box Chevy (No Chevy)
I be makin' b*t*hes leave when she not ready (I'm not ready)
She keep askin' if I care, I said, "Not really" (Not really)
Quarterbackin' in the field, make sure my line ready (Yeah, we ready)
Might want her, but ain't a b*t*h that I need, though (Don't need her)
She ain't gettin' d**k, but she swallow seeds, though (Swallow kids)
Bad b*t*hes blowin' up my phone, I let it ring, though (Let it ring)
In the Cullinan with RJ on San Pedro
Quarantine, still blowin' bands for no reason (For no reason)
I just set the pa**ing record, had a great season (Great season)
Told her if she f**k up one time, then I'm leavin' (Yeah, I'm gone)
If I can't shoot this last thousand, I can't break even (Hell no)
Bad b*t*hes blowin' up my line, my sh*t ringin' (God damn)
Ballin' on these n***as like I play for New England (Play for New England)
Said he got a whole pint left, I'm like, "Bring it" (Yeah, bring it)
Stomp a n***a all in his sh*t, now he screamin' (N***as weird)
B*t*h look good 'til her ankles, she got bad feet (Bear claws)
And her n***a take d**k like he Raz-B (Pause)
He flew them chickens to the A like a Zaxby's
She brought her n***a, she gon' wave, Free Max B (Woo)
He put a cape on for that b*t*h and got knocked out (Knocked out)
I put a tape around my grip, n***a, watch out (Watch out)
I'm just loadin' up these blowers like a washhouse (Woo)
Beat your n***a 'til he snorin' like he Wocked out
B*t*h said she don't suck d**k, yeah, I walked out (Say no more)
Yeah, her head stupid like a dropout (Like a dropout)
Cost a dollar, n***a, I just pull the guap out (Guap out)
N***as all my kids now, I'm finna ground one (Finna ground one)
My b*t*h like b*t*hes, look, bae, I found one (Look, bae)
Pick one and pound one, make me a proud one (Yeah)
Jump out my bed, I still drip with a towel on
B*t*h, you got legs, run it up while I count up
Long rifle, .223, two enemies
Pull up with paper, we poppin' grease (Grease)
Long rifle, .223, two enemies
Pull up with paper, we poppin' grease, uh
Leave the club, the?baddest?b*t*h sayin', "Take?me" (Take me)
Finna f**k these n***as?up like I'm Tay Keith (Tay Keith)
Makin' n***as go home, n***as Roger lame (Go home, Roger)
N***as hoes, I could tell you got your mama ways (Got your mama way)
I'm a skinny n***a, flex like I'm Luke Cage
Bucks Clan got more blues than the Duke game (Duke game)
Big bags, playin' Madden, f**k a shootin' game
Finna treat this b*t*h face like the shooting range (Shooting range)
B*t*hes f**k the first night, ain't no talkin' stage (Talkin' stage)
You ain't cash out on that foreign, boy, your mama paid (You lyin')
We them n***as, yeah, we known for talkin' reckless (Talkin' reckless)
Yeah, we known for havin' b*t*hes in our section (On my mama)
She from the city, but that a** came from Texas (God damn)
She want my baby, yeah, she ridin' me aggressive (Yeah, aggressive)
I'm that n***a, girl, don't miss out on your blessing (Said don't miss it)
B*t*hes goin' all through my phone, who you textin'? (Who you textin'?)
I just got her whole body done, I'm investin' (I'm investin')
She gave me that weak-a** head, could've kept it (That sh*t trash)
Ayy, suck me through my drawers, got me rock steady (Ayy)
Drippin' off my balls, got my Glock ready (Ayy)
B*t*h ain't got no a**, but she top-heavy (Top-heavy)
Talkin' stupid through my pad like I'm Knott's Berry (Uh)
I don't cop reggie (No), pockets potbelly (What else?)
Made that b*t*h count on me like I'm god-daddy (Pops)
I need tips in my drill, I am not Nelly (No)
Take your n***a take these shots like he diabetic (Ah)
Pullin' up in big foreigns, ain't no box Chevy (No Chevy)
I be makin' b*t*hes leave when she not ready (I'm not ready)
She keep askin' if I care, I said, "Not really" (Not really)
Quarterbackin' in the field, make sure my line ready (Yeah, we ready)
Might want her, but ain't a b*t*h that I need, though (Don't need her)
She ain't gettin' d**k, but she swallow seeds, though (Swallow kids)
Bad b*t*hes blowin' up my phone, I let it ring, though (Let it ring)
In the Cullinan with RJ on San Pedro
Quarantine, still blowin' bands for no reason (For no reason)
I just set the pa**ing record, had a great season (Great season)
Told her if she f**k up one time, then I'm leavin' (Yeah, I'm gone)
If I can't shoot this last thousand, I can't break even (Hell no)
Bad b*t*hes blowin' up my line, my sh*t ringin' (God damn)
Ballin' on these n***as like I play for New England (Play for New England)
Said he got a whole pint left, I'm like, "Bring it" (Yeah, bring it)
Stomp a n***a all in his sh*t, now he screamin' (N***as weird)
B*t*h look good 'til her ankles, she got bad feet (Bear claws)
And her n***a take d**k like he Raz-B (Pause)
He flew them chickens to the A like a Zaxby's
She brought her n***a, she gon' wave, Free Max B (Woo)
He put a cape on for that b*t*h and got knocked out (Knocked out)
I put a tape around my grip, n***a, watch out (Watch out)
I'm just loadin' up these blowers like a washhouse (Woo)
Beat your n***a 'til he snorin' like he Wocked out
B*t*h said she don't suck d**k, yeah, I walked out (Say no more)
Yeah, her head stupid like a dropout (Like a dropout)
Cost a dollar, n***a, I just pull the guap out (Guap out)
N***as all my kids now, I'm finna ground one (Finna ground one)
My b*t*h like b*t*hes, look, bae, I found one (Look, bae)
Pick one and pound one, make me a proud one (Yeah)
Jump out my bed, I still drip with a towel on
B*t*h, you got legs, run it up while I count up
Long rifle, .223, two enemies
Pull up with paper, we poppin' grease (Grease)
Long rifle, .223, two enemies
Pull up with paper, we poppin' grease, uh
