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Paroles : Blow The Pickle
Blow the whistle
Blow the whistle
Blow the whistle
Blow the
(Tay Keith, f**k these n***as up)
Ayy, it cost to live like this, you heard me?
Ayy, blow the whistle
All this b*t*h get is a pickle
Chopper gon' erase a n***a up like a pencil
Cute face, fat a** with some dimples
Man, I'm bleedin' on these beats like a menstrual
Spin that a** like the fan on the ceiling
No Popeyes, b*t*h, I'm gettin' chicken
She wanna f**k 'cause a young n***a trippin'
Put the d**k in her mouth, man, her tooth ain't got filling
AMB independent
Scream my name when I'm in it
Jumpin' out the gym, man, I feel like Blake Griffin
B*t*h, I go H.A.M., I ain't talkin' Thanksgiving
Gettin' head like a fitted
Get the cash, then I'm dippin'
Is it me or is it you?
You can tell she'll go, got her name in her hoops
Chillin' with the gang, they got b*t*hes in the coupe
Fell in love with her thang, she blow the d**k like a flute
Timberland, man, I give a b*t*h a boot
She wanna rock on the c*ck like a n***a Uncle Luke
B*t*h, I'm too hot, they gotta blow me like some soup
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you (Okay)
I'ma do what I do
B*t*h, I'm the truth
They tell me I'm greedy, I'ma need you, you, and you
They come when I'm leavin', only two seats in the coupe
Come f**k with Khalifa, I heard your n***a is a loser
Baby girl choose up, know about my music
N***a talkin' sh*t, don't get your baby daddy bruised up
We just had a couple shots and now she in the mood to f**k
Tryna beat it up, I ain't in the mood for love
So f**k your Valentine
I'm a busy n***a, I don't have the time
It's difficult enough tryna balance mine
In the club and I'm standin' on the couch
When we go back to the crib, I'm tryna put it in your mouth
Is it me or is it you?
You can tell she'll go, got her name in her hoops
Chillin' with the gang, they got b*t*hes in the coupe
Fell in love with her thang, she blow the d**k like a flute
Timberland, man, I give a b*t*h a boot
She wanna rock on the c*ck like a n***a Uncle Luke
B*t*h, I'm too hot, they gotta blow me like some soup
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you
I'ma do what I do
Fell in love with the loot
Follow the leader, you only tough in a group
Ballin' on n***as, I'm MVP when I hoop
I'm f**kin' her good, I beat the pu**y 'til it's noon
Blow the whistle, blow the pickle
Shake that a**, make it clap, make it wiggle
Is it me or is it you?
You can tell she'll go, got her name in her hoops
Chillin' with the gang, they got b*t*hes in the coupe
Fell in love with her thang, she blow the d**k like a flute
Timberland, man, I give a b*t*h a boot
She wanna rock on the c*ck like a n***a Uncle Luke
B*t*h, I'm too hot, they gotta blow me like some soup
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you
I'ma do what I do
(Tay Keith, f**k these n***as up)
B*t*h
Blow the whistle
Blow the whistle
Blow the
(Tay Keith, f**k these n***as up)
Ayy, it cost to live like this, you heard me?
Ayy, blow the whistle
All this b*t*h get is a pickle
Chopper gon' erase a n***a up like a pencil
Cute face, fat a** with some dimples
Man, I'm bleedin' on these beats like a menstrual
Spin that a** like the fan on the ceiling
No Popeyes, b*t*h, I'm gettin' chicken
She wanna f**k 'cause a young n***a trippin'
Put the d**k in her mouth, man, her tooth ain't got filling
AMB independent
Scream my name when I'm in it
Jumpin' out the gym, man, I feel like Blake Griffin
B*t*h, I go H.A.M., I ain't talkin' Thanksgiving
Gettin' head like a fitted
Get the cash, then I'm dippin'
Is it me or is it you?
You can tell she'll go, got her name in her hoops
Chillin' with the gang, they got b*t*hes in the coupe
Fell in love with her thang, she blow the d**k like a flute
Timberland, man, I give a b*t*h a boot
She wanna rock on the c*ck like a n***a Uncle Luke
B*t*h, I'm too hot, they gotta blow me like some soup
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you (Okay)
I'ma do what I do
B*t*h, I'm the truth
They tell me I'm greedy, I'ma need you, you, and you
They come when I'm leavin', only two seats in the coupe
Come f**k with Khalifa, I heard your n***a is a loser
Baby girl choose up, know about my music
N***a talkin' sh*t, don't get your baby daddy bruised up
We just had a couple shots and now she in the mood to f**k
Tryna beat it up, I ain't in the mood for love
So f**k your Valentine
I'm a busy n***a, I don't have the time
It's difficult enough tryna balance mine
In the club and I'm standin' on the couch
When we go back to the crib, I'm tryna put it in your mouth
Is it me or is it you?
You can tell she'll go, got her name in her hoops
Chillin' with the gang, they got b*t*hes in the coupe
Fell in love with her thang, she blow the d**k like a flute
Timberland, man, I give a b*t*h a boot
She wanna rock on the c*ck like a n***a Uncle Luke
B*t*h, I'm too hot, they gotta blow me like some soup
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you
I'ma do what I do
Fell in love with the loot
Follow the leader, you only tough in a group
Ballin' on n***as, I'm MVP when I hoop
I'm f**kin' her good, I beat the pu**y 'til it's noon
Blow the whistle, blow the pickle
Shake that a**, make it clap, make it wiggle
Is it me or is it you?
You can tell she'll go, got her name in her hoops
Chillin' with the gang, they got b*t*hes in the coupe
Fell in love with her thang, she blow the d**k like a flute
Timberland, man, I give a b*t*h a boot
She wanna rock on the c*ck like a n***a Uncle Luke
B*t*h, I'm too hot, they gotta blow me like some soup
Don't worry 'bout me, worry 'bout you
I'ma do what I do
(Tay Keith, f**k these n***as up)
B*t*h
