letra de stokeley - dirtyfacesmook
[intro: dirtyfacesmook & ski mask the slump god]
when that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey
when that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey
no we ain’t friends, no we ain’t homies
you don’t want dirtyface you only want stokeley
dj creative mind came to hit ’em upside the head with that fye
i’m probably with ski mask too, b-tch
don’t tell n0body, ooh
[chorus: dirtyfacesmook & ski mask the slump god]
when that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey (ayy!)
when that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey
no we ain’t friends, no we ain’t homies
you don’t want dirtyface, you only want stokeley
when that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey
when that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey
no we ain’t friends, no we ain’t homies
you don’t want dirtyface, you only want stokeley (ayy!)
[verse 1: dirtyfacesmook]
stop tryna f-ck with dirty, just to get the stokes
this goes for these n-ggas and these dusty -ss hoes
i don’t wanna have to shoot you, i really don’t wanna have to do it
but i live what i say in this music, keep a .30 on me and i use it
i throw my little brother a pack, that n-gga gon’ move it
got water on my wrist, lil b-tch, it’s like we cruising
i bought myself a chain, not a car because i uber
i hit it from the back, sip a four and now i’m snoozing
they used to hate a n-gga now they wanna be with the movement
i told you i was winning lil b-tch, and now you losing
clout chasing b-tches, boy i swear them hoes is useless
coming through my squad, lil b-tch, you just a nuissance
[chorus: dirtyfacesmook & ski mask the slump god]
when that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey (ayy!)
when that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey (wet, flex)
no we ain’t friends, no we ain’t homies
you don’t want dirtyface, you only want stokeley
(in the flesh, hey)
when that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey
when that choppa hit you, do the hokey pokey
no we ain’t friends, no we ain’t homies
you don’t want dirtyface, you only want stokeley
[verse 2: dirtyfacesmook]
told her, “swallow my jits”
b-tch swallow my jits
i’ll come to your party
with a thirty round clip
thirty b-tches with me
while i look like a pimp
i’ll walk in your party
with all of this drip
told her, “swallow my kids”
told her, “swallow my drips”
told her, “swallow my kids”
don’t give me no kiss
gang, gang, gang gang, gang
gang, gang, gang gang
gang, gang gang, gang
where the f-ck is frieza?
[outro: dj creative mind]
dj creative mind!
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