Correction Paroles Icy Bounce par Young Jordan

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Woah, woah

I just took off in a new Porsche (Skrrt)
I drive the whip, it's a two-door
Tried to have one now I got me a few whores
Live from the gun, you might die from my shooter
Ride 'round in black tints, no, this not the Uber
Old bitch hair gray, yeah, you know that's my greaser
Been had my stripes, no Adidas, I boost her
Don't f*ck with niggas, 'cause these boys, they losers
My bros, they bruisers, ride 'round with choppers, them bitches go boop
I got some savages, call them lil' Boosie
Been in the game, I get PT like cruisers
Shawty got wetter, that p*ssy a lil' juicy
And she chase checks, know she'll choose me (Checks)
No need to flex, niggas be groupies
Had cut him off 'cause that nigga was useless

Now it's Dior for my bitch, it's whatever she want she can get it
Still not with the trickin'
I'm from the West, I got' keep me a Smith &
Bend her shit over, we switchin' positions
Just like Codeine, put that shit in her kidney
And the only thing these niggas run is they lips
Why that boy mad at me? Best be mad at his bitch
'Cause she put my cum in a cup and she sip (Damn, ooh)
Nasty ho, ooh, that lil' bitch, she a nasty ho, ooh, ooh
Nasty ho, she gonna go, she a nasty ho, ooh, ooh
I wipe her nose, I wipe her nose, she a nasty ho, ooh, ooh
She in that mode, she get in that zone, she a nasty ho, ooh, ooh
She like my cologne, four-hundred a spray, I put that shit on, ooh, ooh
I'm a big dawg, so you talk to me, boy, you best watch your tone, ooh, ooh
'Cause them bullets, they might hit your bones
I need like five racks if you want a song
I rock the CC, I mix with the Chrome
And my bitch, she a slatt, she say "slime" when she moan (Slime)

I got some savages, call them lil' Boosie
Been in the game, I get PT like cruisers
Shawty got wetter, that p*ssy a lil' juicy
And she chase checks, know she'll choose me (Checks)
No need to flex, niggas be groupies
Had cut him off 'cause that nigga was useless (Uh)

New babe petite and she freaky
She got me freaky, got me wanna eat it (Oh)
Not with the teasin', get you a ho then a flight if you need it
I need that shit right now, I cannot wait (No)
Familiar friends that you [?]
Had some blue strips that I spent for the day
Not runnin' out, just skip to the bank
Got big amounts, had get a safe
I'm in the 16 with Vert in a tank (Slatt)
Like, "What did you do? What is your rank?"
F&N bullets, boy, you can get slain
I came from the alley, runnin' with chains
But we never run, no, we never been chased
I told [?], "Jump in the Wraith"
Was made to be stars, we just waitin' on the day (Oh)
And the guys in the Ford, yeah, they waitin' on a pace
They'd rather catch a bag, they ain't worried 'bout a Jake
And she got a ass, she make it shake
And she got a bag, and she got some cake
Will never make me mad, me, I just laugh
You get what you ask
Put the racks on your face, don't need a few takes
No poppin' breaks, and know that I'm on you, I see through the fake

I just took off in a new Porsche (Skrrt)
I drive the whip, it's a two-door
Tried to have one now I got me a few whores
Live from the gun, you might die from my shooter
Ride 'round in black tints, no, this not the Uber
Old bitch hair gray, yeah, you know that's my greaser
Been had my stripes, no Adidas, I boost her
Don't f*ck with niggas, 'cause these boys, they losers
My bros, they bruisers, ride 'round with choppers, them bitches go boop
I got some savages, call them lil' Boosie
Been in the game, I get PT like cruisers
Shawty got wetter, that p*ssy a lil' juicy
And she chase checks, know she'll choose me (Checks)
No need to flex, niggas be groupies
Had cut him off 'cause that nigga was useless

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