letra de 5th season - trdee
[intro]
(green light)
turn his whip in—
yeah, okay
[chorus]
turn his whip into a double cup, we left it leanin’
i cannot squash a thing, i gotta get even
i am not no f-ckin’ rookie, this my fifth season
pulled baby leggings down, she already leakin’
my n-gga b-tch tryna f-ck, please stop temptin’ me
in the lab cookin’ up like i love chemistry
please don’t be alarmed, that’s just for the enemy
chopper spit like triple h and slime you like the pedigree, okay
[verse]
ice got me stuffy, probably why she blew me like a nose (sh-t)
froze up when you seen the glock and made him strike a pose
trdee like the gym teacher, made her touch her toes (ayy)
bald head b-tch wanna f-ck, she look like amber rose (come here)
he caught a couple bullets, sent him to the upper room
my n-gga trippin’, he be slidin’ while he off a shroom
smokin’ sixty dollar eighthies, this exotic fume (sh-t)
we up four on the opps, somebody get the broom (four, lame)
(let’s go)
gang like the bulls back in ’96
shooter got b-tter fingers, always droppin’ sh-t
i might hit her off the l!ck, show her how i get (come here)
i ain’t worried ’bout n0body, n-ggas not on sh-t (they not)
watch how you talk to me, b-tch, i am not a scrub (i swear)
i’m addicted to the money, it’s my favorite drug (i need it)
i feel like aladdin on this thousand dollar rug (sh-t)
you know you gotta take a l before you get the dub
you know you gotta suck it first before i put it in
if he survive the first blitz, he gettin’ hit again
if we catch you with them n-ggas, gotta take you, too
let my mans have it, f-ck around and throw the [?]
drac’ hit his ass, had him flippin’ like gymnastics
why you got that gun? you not cut to even blast it
i ain’t even want her, john stockton, had to pass it
thick bad b-tch stay out in dallas like a maverick
stay out the way in your lane, that’s what i be on
she was braggin’ to her friend, now she wanna tag along
he ain’t make it to the spittle, heard they hit him in his dome
you don’t even pay a single bill, boy, you not f-ckin’ grown
[chorus]
turn his whip into a double cup, we left it leanin’
i cannot squash a thing, i gotta get even
i am not no f-ckin’ rookie, this my fifth season
pulled baby leggings down, she already leakin’
my n-gga b-tch tryna f-ck, please stop temptin’ me
in the lab cookin’ up like i love chemistry
please don’t be alarmed, that’s just for the enemy
chopper spit like triple h and slime you like the pedigree, okay (slime your ass)
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