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letra de popeye - lil tony official

[intro]
fah-fah-fah

[chorus]
blaow
what lil’ buddy say? haha
b-tch, my weed strong just like popeye (popeye)
n-gga go out bad, who? not i (not i)
leave a n-gga white shirt tie-dye (tie-dye)
i connect the stick like a wi-fi (brrrt)
these opp-ass n-ggas know ’bout that backseat
come out the sp-ceship sticked up, sci-fi
what’s-his-name got caught right on that backstreet
i hit the swiss cheese, now he some zaza
pretty ho, thick forehead like riri (riri)
i’ma f-ck the ho face with a gp (fah)
this a 7.62, n-gga, not a bb (what?)
i’ma get off, i ain’t goin’ like bd
homie thought i was green, got split where my nuts at
two b-lls on the drac’ like a n-ts-ck

[verse]
double down, two poles on thе top like a bunkbed
put a stripe on that boy likе a skunk head
i got smoke for whoever the f-ck want combat
man, these p-ssy-ass n-ggas keep sayin’ my name in these songs, f-ck n-gga, you don’t want that
push the b-tton, get the pole where his bunk at
try to duck kick-back, get a f-ck n-gga dumped at
i’m a boss, i ain’t doin’ no talkin’ (at all)
get to touchin’ on this money, feel like my skeleton out my body
i don’t see nothin’ but dog sh-t in my pupils, hold my nose when i see profit
i just f-cked her long, she want quadruplets, i might have more kids than muhammad
come through trippin’, clap the thunder (fah)
i got seasoning, type of sh-t make you slap your mama
got b-tches greedy, eight sh-lls out the drac’, tryna put sh-t under
four b-tches tryna suck me off, i’m tryna get they banking number
why these n-ggas conceited? they ain’t never touched a hundred
n-gga, i’m in somethin’ geeked, f-cker go two hundred
i got a thick ratchet ho like rashonda
get to beatin’ the lil’ b-tch from the back like a drummer (on gang)
these n-ggas p-ssy as h-ll, i ain’t stuntin’ ’em
beat y’all opps, they more like wakanda
can’t wait ’til i catch ’em just like sanders, seen a milli’ just like bryson
n-gga see lil tkey on the come-up, take his dogtag if he triflin’
i be off these drugs to go to sleep, get by myself and start sayin’ f-ck it, violence
i think i just woke up and seen some sh-t behind me (on gang)
how these n-ggas start some war with us and get to f-ckin’ hidin’? (fah)
man, these n-ggas probably scared when they seen dead bodies
shawty got on fed timing (on gang)
[chorus]
blaow
what lil’ buddy say? haha (blaow, blaow, blaow)
b-tch, my weed strong just like popeye (like who?)
n-gga go out bad, who? not i (the f-ck?)
leave a n-gga white shirt tie-dye (dead)
i connect the stick like a wi-fi (on gang)
these opp-ass n-ggas know ’bout that backseat
come out the sp-ceship sticked up, sci-fi (oh)
what’s-his-name got caught right on that backstreet
i hit the swiss cheese, now he some zaza
pretty ho, thick forehead like riri
i’ma f-ck the ho face with a gp (i’ma f-ck her face)
this a 7.62, n-gga, not a bb (on gang)
i’ma get off, i ain’t goin’ like bd (i ain’t goin’ like who?)
homie thought i was green, got split where my nuts at (on gang)
two b-lls on the drac’ like a n-ts-ck (a n-ts-ck)

- lil tony official

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