CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Please
Rollies, Patek Philippes
Free dem boys
I'm really nine and O, youngin', catch my drift?
Opps wanna score so bad, they'll prolly stretch my b*t*h
I'm like, "Please, please"
Richard, Rollies, Patek Philippes
Still whip stuff, still gun sh*t down
Club, brought the check, f**k around and get fined
Main b*t*h a ten still, if I don't wanna f**k her, my mans will
Lotta undercovers in the hood now
Free dem boys, I'm good now
I'm like, "Please, she obsessed"
Run off with a quarter, get stretched (Bah)
I bought lawyers for all of my n***as
Even though I'm rich, ain't payin' no ticket (At all)
Chase that bag, I'ma chase that chickеn (Yeah)
Give my last, "Bro whack that witness"
Still drop fivеs, I'ma stand on that
Hunnid grams, put a hunnid grams on that
Duggy in the 'burbs, my fans O-D
Prolly on Dre if it ain't on me
Young n***a got heart, sh*t can't be taught
So I roll with them young n***as y'all can't teach
Dugg, shoot, f**k school
Still get forty-six for my Blues
'21 Urus, n***a, when I zoom
'21 Track', n***a, when I skrrt
Still servin' crack, n***a, not Percs
Fifteen racks, youngin' on go
Prolly made fifty thousand off weed
Ain't no jokin' 'round, sellin' like dope
'Fore I pour out, drink favorite line done slowed out
She love Chanel with her toes out
F**k wastin' time, what we on now?
I'm like, "Please, please"
Might get forty-eight for these jeans
Keepin' contacts with the fiends (C'mere)
Sprite been goin' up like lean
I miss Woo, n***a, I miss Rece
I miss Neff, n***a, I miss Skeet
Bullets killed Lou, damn near killed me
I can't even go and talk to his son
Life been hard, ain't been no fun
Caught two cases, still blow my gun
Hunnid M race, after that, I quit
Coco Chanel all on my b*t*h
Quarter million easy, n***a, ask about me
If I ain't had weed, then I had them houses
Check that couch, yeah
I'm like, "Please, please"
Richard, Rollies, Patek Philippes
Still whip stuff, still gun sh*t down
Club, brought the check, f**k around and get fined
Main b*t*h a ten still, if I don't wanna f**k her, my mans will
Lotta undercovers in the hood now
Free dem boys, I'm good now
Free dem boys
I'm really nine and O, youngin', catch my drift?
Opps wanna score so bad, they'll prolly stretch my b*t*h
I'm like, "Please, please"
Richard, Rollies, Patek Philippes
Still whip stuff, still gun sh*t down
Club, brought the check, f**k around and get fined
Main b*t*h a ten still, if I don't wanna f**k her, my mans will
Lotta undercovers in the hood now
Free dem boys, I'm good now
I'm like, "Please, she obsessed"
Run off with a quarter, get stretched (Bah)
I bought lawyers for all of my n***as
Even though I'm rich, ain't payin' no ticket (At all)
Chase that bag, I'ma chase that chickеn (Yeah)
Give my last, "Bro whack that witness"
Still drop fivеs, I'ma stand on that
Hunnid grams, put a hunnid grams on that
Duggy in the 'burbs, my fans O-D
Prolly on Dre if it ain't on me
Young n***a got heart, sh*t can't be taught
So I roll with them young n***as y'all can't teach
Dugg, shoot, f**k school
Still get forty-six for my Blues
'21 Urus, n***a, when I zoom
'21 Track', n***a, when I skrrt
Still servin' crack, n***a, not Percs
Fifteen racks, youngin' on go
Prolly made fifty thousand off weed
Ain't no jokin' 'round, sellin' like dope
'Fore I pour out, drink favorite line done slowed out
She love Chanel with her toes out
F**k wastin' time, what we on now?
I'm like, "Please, please"
Might get forty-eight for these jeans
Keepin' contacts with the fiends (C'mere)
Sprite been goin' up like lean
I miss Woo, n***a, I miss Rece
I miss Neff, n***a, I miss Skeet
Bullets killed Lou, damn near killed me
I can't even go and talk to his son
Life been hard, ain't been no fun
Caught two cases, still blow my gun
Hunnid M race, after that, I quit
Coco Chanel all on my b*t*h
Quarter million easy, n***a, ask about me
If I ain't had weed, then I had them houses
Check that couch, yeah
I'm like, "Please, please"
Richard, Rollies, Patek Philippes
Still whip stuff, still gun sh*t down
Club, brought the check, f**k around and get fined
Main b*t*h a ten still, if I don't wanna f**k her, my mans will
Lotta undercovers in the hood now
Free dem boys, I'm good now
