letra de hunt - pedro one
[chorus: pedro one]
f-ck what you talkin’ bout
all of these yappers is tellin’
yo tongue it be swellin’
my product proppelin’
that p-ssy israelian golden
i’m talkin’ it bout holdin it
shorty from posters
i put this out n ride round
got the city like toasters
she holding my d-ck like the holster
go while they buffer
she blow like a puffer
mans callin’, she hit the lock, then i bust her
i’m doin’ 120 down the express
i can’t stress it, uh
couldn’t resist her face next to it
and if that biddy cry more than her p-ssy fa daaaamn sure i am not giving s-x to it
imma hunt for it i learned from the inuits
i put on muscle i’m movin’ these units
i hit my target got aim like i’m cupid, they interrogating me i’m acting stupid
[verse 1: pedro one]
these are 13’s take a walk in my shoe print
i make em sick lookin’ like they got lupus
i do not like how they just try to group us
these bozos is mad ’cause they girlfriends got fupas
boy you a knock off, you built like a fubu
loui v slides on my feet honolulus
we cannot speak all that you talkin is p–poo
i’m not responsible i’m not your guru
[bridge: pedro one]
d-mn
f-ck is you doing, ok ok
i love what you doin’, ok ok
let’s see you do it, ok ok
you a bad influence, ok ok
you a great influence, ok ok
my way to do it, ok ok
i get paid to do it, ok ok
yeah
all in my bag today
it’s filled to the brim today
i think i’m gon’ win today
forgive my sins today
i got love to give away
but all of these yappers turn cappers
is gooks and they goofy and in my way
d-mn
f-ck is you doing, ok ok
i love what you doin’, ok ok
let’s see you do it, ok ok
you a bad influence, ok ok
you a great influence, ok ok
my way to do it, ok ok
i get paid to do it, ok ok
yeah
all in my bag today
it’s filled to the brim today
i think i’m gon’ win today
forgive my sins today
i got love to give away
but all of these yappers turn cappers
is gooks and they goofy and in my way
[verse 2: pedro one]
get it park on my lot
gasoline drench den spark
real life tony stark
cross that water no shark
1a a1 spot
he be cbd no cart
braids just done clean part
d-d-dade county, that part
[chorus: pedro one]
f-ck what you talkin’ bout
all of these yappers is tellin’
yo tongue it be swellin’
my product proppelin’
that p-ssy israelian golden
i’m talkin’ it bout holdin it
shorty from posters
i put this out n ride round
got the city like toasters
she holding my d-ck like the holster
go while they buffer
she blow like a puffer
mans callin’, she hit the lock, then i bust her
i’m doin’ 120 down the express
i can’t stress it, uh
couldn’t resist her face next to it
and if that biddy cry more than her p-ssy fa daaaamn sure i am not giving s-x to it
imma hunt for it i learned from the inuits
i put on muscle i’m movin’ these units
i hit my target got aim like i’m cupid, they interrogating me i’m acting stupid
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