CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Jackie Moon
Damn
Yeah
(Oooh, Sav, killed it) Why you do that man?
Damn
AHHHH! f**k!
Damn, I just lost my voice
I just f**ked a–Ahhhh
I just f**ked a freaky b*t*h from Flint, she used to go to Choice
Bust down buzz look like moon rocks, ahhhh
Bust down buzz lookin' watery, it was really moist
Freak b*t*h want some money from me, she was really poor
n***a pulled shootin' at the crib, he only hit the door
Sell a n***a fake Percocets and he want some more
You still live at your momma crib, you better do your chores
Your n***a really ain't gang, he just go to the store
If I shoot you with this Five-Seven, you gon' go to the Lord
Stop tellin' people you the plug, you only got a cord
Big rocks look like chalk–Ahhhh
Big rocks look like chalk, but I don't got a board
I can let my n***a shoot my–Ahhhh
I can let my n***a shoot his shot, I ain't gotta score
Slice a n***a head off, I ain't got a sword
b*t*h–Ahhhh
b*t*h better do what I say–Ahhhh
I'ma put this b*t*h out
Freak b*t*h give me head, she got a big mouth
b*t*h wanna surf my–Hold on, alright, let me pull my d**k out
Oh, you thought that was a Airbnb, that's my b*t*h house
Hold on, let me bag out
Why the f**k you pull in? You got me mad now
Drinkin'–Ahhhh, I'm finna crash now
Coochie Man Papi, got me feelin' like my dad now
Smokin' on exotic, drinkin' lean, got me sad now
I don't want a bad, ratchet b*t*h, I want a Kash Doll
Oh, you switched up, now I'm winnin', now you sad now
I really gotta run this money up, I'm a dad now
We really f**ked the whole city up, they wanna rap now
Oh, your mom and dad fell off, you gotta trap now
n***as always lyin' in their raps, they need a cap and gown
Oh, you used to breakdance back then, you got a ratchet now
Man, that n***a lost around this b*t*h, he need a lost and found
I ain't with that n***a Yung Joc, but it's goin' down
In the stu' with my whole fam, we just blew a pound
You would think we was from Chicago, the way we blow him down
Yeah
(Oooh, Sav, killed it) Why you do that man?
Damn
AHHHH! f**k!
Damn, I just lost my voice
I just f**ked a–Ahhhh
I just f**ked a freaky b*t*h from Flint, she used to go to Choice
Bust down buzz look like moon rocks, ahhhh
Bust down buzz lookin' watery, it was really moist
Freak b*t*h want some money from me, she was really poor
n***a pulled shootin' at the crib, he only hit the door
Sell a n***a fake Percocets and he want some more
You still live at your momma crib, you better do your chores
Your n***a really ain't gang, he just go to the store
If I shoot you with this Five-Seven, you gon' go to the Lord
Stop tellin' people you the plug, you only got a cord
Big rocks look like chalk–Ahhhh
Big rocks look like chalk, but I don't got a board
I can let my n***a shoot my–Ahhhh
I can let my n***a shoot his shot, I ain't gotta score
Slice a n***a head off, I ain't got a sword
b*t*h–Ahhhh
b*t*h better do what I say–Ahhhh
I'ma put this b*t*h out
Freak b*t*h give me head, she got a big mouth
b*t*h wanna surf my–Hold on, alright, let me pull my d**k out
Oh, you thought that was a Airbnb, that's my b*t*h house
Hold on, let me bag out
Why the f**k you pull in? You got me mad now
Drinkin'–Ahhhh, I'm finna crash now
Coochie Man Papi, got me feelin' like my dad now
Smokin' on exotic, drinkin' lean, got me sad now
I don't want a bad, ratchet b*t*h, I want a Kash Doll
Oh, you switched up, now I'm winnin', now you sad now
I really gotta run this money up, I'm a dad now
We really f**ked the whole city up, they wanna rap now
Oh, your mom and dad fell off, you gotta trap now
n***as always lyin' in their raps, they need a cap and gown
Oh, you used to breakdance back then, you got a ratchet now
Man, that n***a lost around this b*t*h, he need a lost and found
I ain't with that n***a Yung Joc, but it's goin' down
In the stu' with my whole fam, we just blew a pound
You would think we was from Chicago, the way we blow him down
