letra de lollipop thug - warrenisyellow
[intro]
play the beat one more time
alright, i’m a lollipop thug (yuh)
i’m a lollipop thug, i’m a lollipop thug
i’m a yuh yuh yuh
[chorus: warrenisyellow]
i’m a lollipop thug, goose got me f-cked up
ruth 24/7 who did you come from
i be in the stu’, b-tch i feel like a thug
i be wit’ the crew b-tch i’m still showin’ love (still showin’ love)
[verse 1: warrenisyellow]
aye, i’m a thug but i’m sweet
don’t carry sticks but i be dumb wit’ that heat
so bury me ‘cus i control alt delete (delete)
cool off the joint, but i don’t smoke no weed
who wan’t smoke?
jump out the car like i jumped out the green pipe
who got hoes?
she got a chest like the [?]
be nice, b-tch i am on you but i come like a beehive
sweet guy, got too much water on my wrist i be drippin’ you dehydrated
five stars i be rated (yuh)
underrated king rappers don’t f-ck wit’ me, come clean
run the scene, couple g’s in my wallet
i need sp-ce you got rockets
i need fame got no option, couple chains and i’m thuggin’
come in sayin’ then you duckin’
couple lames think they funny, b-tch
[verse 2: rafkyboy]
yo she want me my g von [?] (yuh)
use the prezi at a game, but i p.i.m.p
my presence is a blessin’ cus i got the og
she look me my e.y.e
she don’ grab me and she split it, the x to the c
drip one time don’t know my abc’s
like b, b, b, b (aye)
ring ring (brr) p-ssy on the phone
i can get any hoe that i want
ring ring (brr) p-ssy on the phone
shawty love the smell of my cologne (aye)
ring ring my telephone b-tch (x4)
[chorus: warrenisyellow]
i’m a lollipop thug, goose got me f-cked up
ruth 24/7 who did you come from
i be in the stu’, b-tch i feel like a thug
i be wit’ the crew b-tch i’m still showin’ love (still showin’ love)
[verse 3: erika]
talkin’ like a b-tch, actin’ like a -beep- (yuh)
this sh-t about me and my crew like who invited you?
lemme introduce myself, hi nice to meet me
askin’ for a follow back, that’s when you lost me
wait, huh?
where’s my sleigh olé?
so sick with your rookies, i need my cover tape
dude, you sure talk a lot. why you actin’ moody?
put yo’ mouth to somethin’ else you can start with my coochie
coochie, coochie, woochie, your song is a whoopsie
you flexing at the gym, i’m just here stackin’ cheese
[?] clearin’ up an’ guessin’ to my ears
i wouldn’t ask about my net worth, all the zeros make you freeze
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