letra de p.a.n. - z-ro
[hook 2x:]
p-ssy -ss n-gg-z, uh-huh
p-ssy -ss n-gg-z, uh-huh
p-ssy-p-ssy -ss n-gg-z, uh-huh
p-ssy -ss n-gg-z, get a split up hat
i wish a p-ssy -ss n-gg-, try to try me
sixty minutes or less, homie gon’ need a iv
i double dog dare ya, to stand your bad -ss right by me
cause i’m calling all the shots today, no longer am i a y.g.
reach out and touch ya, from seven cities away
me i’m thinking of money, in seven cities a day
two hundred on the dash, but this is a fo’ do’ homie
imagine a fake -ss n-gg-, saying i know ro homie
(can i borrow twenty dollars), i ain’t gon’ lie i ain’t got no do’ on me
and i don’t trust nan one of you women, that’s why z-ro so lonely
but i done stacked up so much money, i’m not gon’ ever go hungry
and i’ll set it off in this b-tch, p-ssy n-gg-z don’t know me
[hook 2x]
[king shaun:]
h-town the stop, that’s what i’m bout
in the club, sipping on sh-t i can’t pr-nounce
donuts in the belly, she think it’s a porsche
in the drop, me and the top got a divorce
never met a blonde stripper, that i ain’t like
arrogant as f-ck, that what she like
private flights, head to vegas catch the fight
leave the same night, boy they think i’m selling that white
king shaun that new money, i do money run through money
use dollar bills like toilet paper, i’m sh-tting on em doo-doo money
loud pack of that green, blowing gas like a truck n-gg-
me myself and irene, cause i don’t f-ck with these f-ck n-gg-z ay
[hook 2x]
i don’t be all up in your bidness, what the f-ck you all in mine fa’
respect that’s what i demand, b-tch disrespect me and i’m gon’ find ya
one minute you pumping your gas alone, next minute i’m right behind ya
i can make it back to mo city from anywhere, because i’m a survivor
you p-ssy n-gg-z see me, now you p-ssy n-gg-z don’t
guaranteed to squeeze the trigger, when you p-ssy n-gg-z won’t
what you p-ssy n-gg-z want, want me to be your keep it real coach
all p-ssy n-gg-z see opportunity, everyday but y’all still roach
it’s staring at ya right in your face, well here’s your scan right
i know you still breathing and sh-t like that, but bro you dead right
ro ain’t gon’ make it in the rap game, my n-gg- that’s what you said right
and almost having no bread, motivated me to get my bread right
[hook 2x]
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