CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Patek
What you like lil baby? What you need?
turnt up off of weed
I done put the drank down, mixed it with the beans
get you half a 16
if she bad, yeah I'm cashing
Get that ho nales done, make her wanna sell something
I never tell nothing, all [?] solid
All us [?] killers, [?]
Buss them down by [?], I [?]
bussing out the bottle
Got me feeling like [?], [?]
She gon suck it, spit and then swallo
Never cuff a b*t*h, still the moddo
I can turn a dusty b*t*h into Mulato
Still never trust a b*t*h, I'm being honest
Anything under 6, I'm not signing
I go until the morning, [?]
This is a Patek, this is a Patek
I'm f**king on her mama, cause I'm richer than her ddaddy
I'm feeling likе Obama, everything 41
Don't know what I payed,was ovеr 40 something
Once I give a b*t*h this game, she should [?]
I'm turnt and famous, [?] angel
looking for the cash
I'm acting like I'm rapping, really working with the bag
And my main [?] show him how to tripple up
I was there to pick him up
trippin, n***a I don't trip enough
I never flick a [?], [?]
the kitchen
You f**k with the [?] I'm f**king with the [?]
You still selling gra**, I'm f**king with them [?]
This is a Patek, this is a Patek
I'm f**king on her mama, cause I'm sh*ttin on her daddy
I'm feeling like Obama, everything 41
Don't know what I payed, it was over 40 something
B*t*h!
What you need? B*t*h I got pints
Got a Roli full of ice, I been trappin all my life
Yeah I'm really up, like a captain on a flight
Rap game was a street, I been platnom overnight
This is a Muler, thank god for the jewler
I'll take you and your friends, I'm a chooser
Real [?] like a teacher, she could probably be a tooter
Oh you just a shooter, hit the bars
I could put them on, and I can get them off
Left about a hundred, [?] full of sauce
Send the pints to Atlanta, n***a I should be [?]
for a cover
Bust down Patek, it remind me of the struggle
Chain full of water, it remind meof a puddle
country
turnt up off of weed
I done put the drank down, mixed it with the beans
get you half a 16
if she bad, yeah I'm cashing
Get that ho nales done, make her wanna sell something
I never tell nothing, all [?] solid
All us [?] killers, [?]
Buss them down by [?], I [?]
bussing out the bottle
Got me feeling like [?], [?]
She gon suck it, spit and then swallo
Never cuff a b*t*h, still the moddo
I can turn a dusty b*t*h into Mulato
Still never trust a b*t*h, I'm being honest
Anything under 6, I'm not signing
I go until the morning, [?]
This is a Patek, this is a Patek
I'm f**king on her mama, cause I'm richer than her ddaddy
I'm feeling likе Obama, everything 41
Don't know what I payed,was ovеr 40 something
Once I give a b*t*h this game, she should [?]
I'm turnt and famous, [?] angel
looking for the cash
I'm acting like I'm rapping, really working with the bag
And my main [?] show him how to tripple up
I was there to pick him up
trippin, n***a I don't trip enough
I never flick a [?], [?]
the kitchen
You f**k with the [?] I'm f**king with the [?]
You still selling gra**, I'm f**king with them [?]
This is a Patek, this is a Patek
I'm f**king on her mama, cause I'm sh*ttin on her daddy
I'm feeling like Obama, everything 41
Don't know what I payed, it was over 40 something
B*t*h!
What you need? B*t*h I got pints
Got a Roli full of ice, I been trappin all my life
Yeah I'm really up, like a captain on a flight
Rap game was a street, I been platnom overnight
This is a Muler, thank god for the jewler
I'll take you and your friends, I'm a chooser
Real [?] like a teacher, she could probably be a tooter
Oh you just a shooter, hit the bars
I could put them on, and I can get them off
Left about a hundred, [?] full of sauce
Send the pints to Atlanta, n***a I should be [?]
for a cover
Bust down Patek, it remind me of the struggle
Chain full of water, it remind meof a puddle
country
