CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Mush Mouf
Yo Pi’erre, you wanna come out here?
Call my mans
Not tough, no way you softer than Shawn Marion
Late night she eat d**k like hard ham
1500 for this FN, it won’t jam (Whew, whew, whew)
Die hard, no cap, Bruce Willis fan
All white plush couch, cost me 6 bands
n***as gone give me credit, I don’t understand
b*t*h said she can’t stand me, I told her sit
Might psyche out and rent the whole top floor out the Ritz
Quick to cut a b*t*h off if she start talkin’ kids
She ain’t gotta tell me, already know I’m lit
Young n***a lifestyle, vibin’ with that stick
n***a mad at his hoe for askin’ for a pic
Ball down lil’ bro, ‘fore I send em to the clique
Lil’ bro off Vicodin like he Stephen d**ks (Aye)
Mush mouth off a X, shawty lost for words
Still strapped with that thang, comin’ from the burbs
Real G’s f**k wit me from all different turfs (Mhm, Whoo)
Hidin’ in this lil’ coupe, she gon’ make me swerve
Find me a lil’ boo, tell her not to work
Bet she gon’ drip off of two percs
Mush mouth off a X, shawty lost for words
Still strapped with that thang, comin’ from the burbs
Real G’s f**k wit me from all different turfs (Mhm, Whoo)
Hidin’ in this lil’ coupe, she gon’ make me swerve
Find me a lil’ boo, tell her not to work
Call my mans
Not tough, no way you softer than Shawn Marion
Late night she eat d**k like hard ham
1500 for this FN, it won’t jam (Whew, whew, whew)
Die hard, no cap, Bruce Willis fan
All white plush couch, cost me 6 bands
n***as gone give me credit, I don’t understand
b*t*h said she can’t stand me, I told her sit
Might psyche out and rent the whole top floor out the Ritz
Quick to cut a b*t*h off if she start talkin’ kids
She ain’t gotta tell me, already know I’m lit
Young n***a lifestyle, vibin’ with that stick
n***a mad at his hoe for askin’ for a pic
Ball down lil’ bro, ‘fore I send em to the clique
Lil’ bro off Vicodin like he Stephen d**ks (Aye)
Mush mouth off a X, shawty lost for words
Still strapped with that thang, comin’ from the burbs
Real G’s f**k wit me from all different turfs (Mhm, Whoo)
Hidin’ in this lil’ coupe, she gon’ make me swerve
Find me a lil’ boo, tell her not to work
Bet she gon’ drip off of two percs
Mush mouth off a X, shawty lost for words
Still strapped with that thang, comin’ from the burbs
Real G’s f**k wit me from all different turfs (Mhm, Whoo)
Hidin’ in this lil’ coupe, she gon’ make me swerve
Find me a lil’ boo, tell her not to work
