@_minxen_2288 5年前 Lyrics: If I hit it one time I'ma pipe her If I hit it two times then I like her If I fuck three times I'ma wife her It ain't safe for the black or the white girls It ain't safe It ain't safe It ain't safe It ain't safe Tell your man pipe up Nigga pipe up Hunnit bands from the safe In your face, what'd you say? Money, dance Turn this shit into a nightclub Fuck with me and get some money, yeah ayy Fuck with me and get some money (ayy) Fuck with me and get some money (ayy) Fuck with G and get some money No limit I'm a fucking soldier, ayy Always lit, yeah I'm never sober It's been three days in a row, your bitch coming over Told that bitch to kick rock, she act like it's a boulder, ayy 'Rari, shopping Let me, cop it Always, poppin' Hella, poppin' She's a bopper Homie, hoppin' Ain't no, stopping Album, dropping Got the city on fire Bitch lying on me like she tired I might have to fuck around and call Kamaiyah Hoe stirring up the pot, Jambalaya Young Gerald If I hit it one time I'ma pipe her If I hit it two times then I like her If I fuck three times I'ma wife her It ain't safe for the black or the white girls It ain't safe It ain't safe It ain't safe It ain't safe Tell your man pipe up Nigga pipe up Hunnit bands from the safe In your face, what'd you say? Money, dance Turn this shit into a nightclub Fuck him then I get some money Fuck him then I get some money Fuck him then I get some money Fuck him then I get some mone
I need tongue I need face Give me brain, concentrate I go foam, product case Kill a weave, rock a lace Fuck the Moe Buy the ACE Fuck the Ghost Drive a Wraith Get some money, flood the Rollie Fuck the Rollie, patty face My career takin' off These hoes jogging in place Swear these hoes run they mouth How these hoes out of shape? Can you stop with all the subs? Bitch I ain’t Jared If you really want some smoke You can pull up, you can get it Grab a hand full of braids, make a nigga eat me out Put a white boy on Sazón I might turn G-Eazy out Keep it G from the club ‘til the end, from the spot You know me, Cardi B Pussy poppin’ on the charts
If I hit one time it was a night stand if I hit it more than twice then we friends with benefits Don't ask what are we just enjoy what we got going on I hope you understand what I am saying that what I told them they got angry birds faces now yet they started playing games can't hate the game hate the player they saying that cuz they have been played chase never I am only chasing p if I am getting paid I am an ace they digging my vibes like I throw them a spade
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You know how it gooooes We be rappin bout these cali shows I got designer clothes Now I rock those whachu see inside the vogue Never could afford it though Guess its for the dogs you know grow into em over summer then I gotta let em go I never hold on rags its like a christmas at my local thrift shop all the bums be wearin out in prada struttin down coloma with a handgun in the pocket of the baggy jacket fleece a hundred degree weather sun is shining makin you lose your connection bout to pop it out and shoot a couple cars like whackamole 20 thousand wine That's a lot just for a bottle tho Lay the hook n stinker on the line for all my closest bros Fiendin in the night like an assassin I'm a pred3t0r You know it goes Like a murder its confession time See the knives I did the crime I killed those hoes your honor n I'll kill some more
streets feelin' me, bad bitches be hittin' me Making history but this whiskey bottle is killin' me Ain't worried 'bout shit, my little partners got dissed They roll up with chopsticks to a pop and chop bricks But bygones be bygones it's a positive vibe Go for the gusto every time I put it all on the line If they talkin' 'bout Jelly Roll then I'm in my zone All these other motherfuckers startin' to sound like my clone I've been doing this a while it's about time that I'm on Talkin' 'bout Totem Pole that boy high like a drone A felon who keeps it on me, I bet the streets that know me Used to move a lot of weigh, but I ain't eat a lot of protein I ain't gotta say shit, ain't the one to play with Gave the game to em raw, look I'm Steven A Smith I'm between Max Kellerman, Jimmy Fallon and Letterman New but I'm a veteran, fuck 'em I ain't settlin' Man it comes with clarity, is that why they stare at me, apparently I've been on they head like I a pair of Beats Every time I walk inside this bitch this shit is therapy I've been known to grind it out the dirt like a pair of cleats Roundin' third comin' home, feel it in my funny bone I'm old school like a Caddy on a 100 spokes On my George Clooney baby a cas amigo I'm ridin' through the city and I'm lit like a casino My girl super bad she look like a human barbie I've been known to set it off my bitch bad like Cardi That country shit city slick back of the cup Have you ever been fucked in the back of a truck? Hey hey I've been getting money, hey I've been getting money Old school 3 6 sucka suck a dick or somethin' You wanna party girl it's no problem When your girl looks like mine you know that them hoes holler I'm the kind to get girl that be really gettin' dollars You're a trick get a bitch then put the chick through college I did this just to kill the time, lately I've been gettin' mine Before kickin' rhymes I was in the gutter like Pennywise I could do this any day, I could do this any time Jelly Roll I'm really high, so high I'm fiddin' to fly Ask about me in my city I'm a known legend Me and Rails still got flamers we bought in '07 This is Antioch shit, call Cushi and Lil' Bri They said Chop just came home, hit up 82 and Reese Whatup killer pie or blow, I get bread on bail too Glad to pay the sally's my cousin bail fell through Man this rap shit is easy all I do is tell truth Pay my dues and talk about the crosses I've been nailed to Ah, I'm no limit like a fuckin' soldier If your man gone girl why ain't you comin' over Hah, and I'm never fuckin' sober You only got one left well then rush it over
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