letra de fiftyonher - chris vayle
[chorus]
this b-tch like to talk, i just might have to drop a fifty on her
man, i hate the cops, they get too hot, i go one-fifty on ’em
hollow tips with special grain, because i’m short, i think you’re stronger
nah, i cannot dap up with you, boy, this not no ring of honor
[verse 1]
i’ve been on my flat sh-t, no grind, just like eric koston
baby, i’m the flagship design, these n-ggas knock-offers
labels on my d-ck and on my line, but don’t want no offer
before i sign that f-ckin’ dotted line, i need your boss’s boss
yeah, we can get geeked as f-ck, but you can’t spend a night at crib
i don’t bang for sh-t, but i got crips and ps who slide on sh-t (slide on sh-t)
n-gga want a feat, he better pay, don’t tell me, “slide on this” (slide on this, what?)
i might mix the xanax with the monster on some grimey sh-t
[chorus]
this b-tch like to talk, i just might have to drop a fifty on her
man, i hate the cops, they get too hot, i go one-fifty on ’em
hollow tips with special grain, because i’m short, i think you’re stronger
nah, i cannot dap up with you, boy, this not no ring of honor
[post-chorus]
shawty pull them titties out and hit it just like high beams
i just wanna look up on you and see just where yo’ mind be
the way i f-ck this b-tch, you’d think she noddin’ off on oxy’
rock them raver jeans, i just got molly in my pocket
[verse 2]
this n-gga want a sub? i might have to gift like fifty on him
lil’ baby pop a pill but she said that she is sick of smokin’
addicted to her throat, no goin’ cold, i think i’m overdosin’
i don’t want no love no more, i think that hate is way more potent
i smoke medical grade, i don’t think i’ll ever coast-to-coast
lil’ baby say i’m mean, i don’t want sweet sh-t, i don’t sugarcoat it
want me on my old sh-t, i hope you have a fun time with copin’
don’t ask me what’s in my cup, this is right here the magic potion
[chorus]
this b-tch like to talk, i just might have to drop a fifty on her
man, i hate the cops, they get too hot, i go one-fifty on ’em
hollow tips with special grain, because i’m short, i think you’re stronger
nah, i cannot dap up with you, boy, this not no ring of honor
[post-chorus]
shawty pull them titties out and hit it just like high-beams
i just wanna look up on you and see just where yo’ mind be
the way i f-ck this b-tch, you’d think she noddin’ off on oxy’
rock them raver jeans, i just got molly in my pocket, let’s get it
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