a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de 999 vibe - hoodbaby peppa

[intro]
okay let’s go
yeah
big ok gang
yeah
man ain’t no cap up in my rap
man that’s a fact

[verse]
she told me make love songs i don’t got no love
pull up on me your skin getting bunned
how you tweakin and don’t got a gun
n-ggas tweak on the net just just for fun
yeah, yeah let’s go
like who can i trust
like i cannot give up my love
like i cannot give up my gun
my homie mom him stay far from me
i don’t like to shoot from far f-ck 3’s
big ok gang i be dropping them 3’s
put my red dot on him now that boy hindu
just like siakam you know imma spin too
like how they gon’ guard me
i just wanna tap like a presto
f-ck it just gimme some head, on god
i swear there’s a war ’round town, on god
thеy tried give bro ten, on god
and this off thе top
nah i don’t need a pencil
big dutty glizzy i hop out the rental
then i’m coming for you
you know what i do, on god
they never see me lately
i’m where n0body knows
i ain’t lackin’ i’m keeping my stick
pull up on lil peppa i bridgec-ck this b-tch
and i got a spanish lil b-tch
a nd she work in the hills
she tryna get rich
she got some louis too
she got a big booty too
on god
[chorus]
work, work
shake that ass lemme see how you twerk
nipples pointing right out of her shirt
she wan’ f-ck she say peppa a flirt
d-ck in her guts and i’m making her squirt
but she got a man on god
and her brother a opp
hope she don’t give the drop

[verse]
you get peppa’d if you f-ck with peppa
on god, yeah
and all of my n-ggas be steppa’s
on god, yeah
f-ck the opps
you know we gon circle they block
f-ck the cops
like why they be shooting us back
that boy a rat
switching whips and i’m coming for you
they say i’m cold i know
so many chains too cold
pull up on me imma blow
got my d-ck in her throat
yeah, yeah
seen some sh-t no one knows
i got some broski’s that talk to the devil
i don’t like them rituals it make me vomit
when she suck my d-ck
man she wearing a bonnet
bun that boy skin cuz he think that he on it
ya dead, ya dead
i’m f-ckin a tutor man she give me brains
and her boyfriend a opp too
on god
[chorus]
work, work
shake that ass lemme see how you twerk
nipples pointing right out of her shirt
she wan’ f-ck she say peppa a flirt
d-ck in her guts and i’m making her squirt
but she got a man on god
and her brother a opp
hope she don’t give the drop

- hoodbaby peppa

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS