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Paroles : Pizza Shop

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This that drive-by, this that Shawty Lo in Impala
Hello out the whip with the clip, make you bye-bye
Roll the windows up, hotbox, smokin' la-la
Roll the windows down, see the opps, it's a problem
sh*t, really I'm a good boy
But that Trapaholics tag turned me to a hood boy
Blunt guts on the floor, I'm a Backwood boy
Lookin' at me wrong, make you wish you never looked, boy
Screamin' out the window like, "f**k you, pay me"
Snake you for the cash like my nickname Baby (Brr)
Used to have a job, but that job barely paid me
Charley's Grilled Subs tried to minimum wage me, l-l-lately
Hangin' with my n***as makes me wanna start trouble
If they fight, I'ma fight, make this sh*t a royal rumble
I'm a gang-gang n***a 'til the jump-outs come
If the jump-outs come, guarantee I'm gon' run

Here's a little story 'bout them boys that's hittin' licks, ayy
Pizza spot, pizza shop, give me that sh*t, ayy
Give me that sh*t, ayy, give me that sh*t, ayy
Pizza spot, pizza shop, give me that sh*t, ayy
Here's a little story 'bout them boys that's hittin' licks, ayy
(Run, n***a, n***a, run, n***a, n***a, run)
Pizza spot, pizza shop, give me that sh*t, ayy
(Run, n***a, n***a, run, n***a, n***a, run)
Give me that sh*t, ayy, give me that sh*t, ayy
(Run, n***a, n***a, run, n***a, n***a, run)
Pizza spot, pizza shop, give me that sh*t, ayy
(Run, n***a, n***a, run, n***a, n***a, run)