Stripper Tune - Old Man Saxon

Stripper Tune - Old Man Saxon

Альбом
The Peacock Honey
Год
2019
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
221990

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Stripper Tune

Old Man Saxon

Throwing big blues on em all up on ya boo

What you wanna do homie

What you wanna do

Say she wanna cruise homie

Say she want to cruise

So we on the move homie

Yea she bout to drop that shit

She bout to back that shit

I’m bout to flip that shit

I’m bout to pack that shit

Yea she bout to drop that shit

She bout to back that shit

I’m bout to flip that shit

I’m bout to pack that shit

I’m slapping fools

I’m apt in pool

I’m back on bull

Y’all just acting cool

I’m not no fool

So just stop the shit

Let’s get high everybody

Call me doctor nick

Yea she popped the shit

She wasn’t forgetting to swallow

We ain’t messing with these shooters babe we getting a bottle

I had to piss in a pothole

Now I’m getting lit in a grotto

With a couple fifths and some lotto tixs take a hit and I’m fabbo

This that fresh shit that I’m kicking breakfast real quick fits click on a

mission

Yea yea

Here it is

Yea yea

What a living

On my toes when I’m tipping

Everywhere I go I fit it bitch

It just ends on em

Wanna fake that funk don’t depend on em

Playa

Get a spliff get some dough get a rack

I’m in your town where you at

She bout to drop that shit

She bout to back that shit

I’m bout to flip that shit

I’m bout to pack that shit

She bout to drop that shit

She bout to back that shit

I’m bout to flip that shit

I’m bout to pack that shit

Throwing big blues on em all up on ya boo

What you wanna do homie

What you wanna do

Say she wanna cruise homie

Say she want to cruise

So we on the move homie

I was into Jelly beans

Now I’m into fire arms and selling things

Let me know when the shades out playa

And I will quietly top Tommy way out playa

Too hot for that

On la playa I been kicking it like CONCACAF

Don’t call me sire I’m just saying I just want the cash

Two blunts on the dash

Three on the pass

Is that too much to ask

Don’t crash it

Nigga ain’t passive

Little bit aggressive when I’m tripping for the cabbage

Nigga you ain’t have it

For these bad habits pick yo teeth off the ground

Man my beat bout to pound

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