
Lil Wayne 1999 Pouya (Ft. Fat Nick & Shakewell)
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[Verse 1: Pouya]
That's my pussy on the block, she been on the clock
Waitin' for them boys to flock, boy I know you see me in the drop
Swervin' lanes, avoidin' cops, you sellin' rock, out the sock
But hoe I'm sellin' out these bops, you pussy boy, you pillow talk
I been in a corner inside of my Cadillac, hearin' myself on the radio
I got a bitch and these bitches be trippin'
They really do not wanna let it go
All of this rap shit easy, all of these hoes gon' feed me
My pockets lookin' like Fat Nick and you rappers bulimic
[Verse 2: Fat Nick]
Skrrtin' Tesla, bih, movin', whippin' it
Drinkin' lean while you syrup, mixin' it
30 on me, gon' catch a hobby, that 40, 30, gon' drop a body
Molly bustin', gon' fuck, no cuffin'
Got big bands boy, it ain't nothin'
Can't love a bitch, get straight to puntin'
Got big dicks, no need for thumpin'
Smokin' dope, I got plenty, pistol next to my Fendi
Model bitch, she gon' fuck me
I just [?] next xanny
Turn the codeine, no Remy
Plug gon' have it real steady
Wylin' out in public cause this thumper got to poppin'
That's my pussy on the block, she been on the clock
Waitin' for them boys to flock, boy I know you see me in the drop
Swervin' lanes, avoidin' cops, you sellin' rock, out the sock
But hoe I'm sellin' out these bops, you pussy boy, you pillow talk
I been in a corner inside of my Cadillac, hearin' myself on the radio
I got a bitch and these bitches be trippin'
They really do not wanna let it go
All of this rap shit easy, all of these hoes gon' feed me
My pockets lookin' like Fat Nick and you rappers bulimic
[Verse 2: Fat Nick]
Skrrtin' Tesla, bih, movin', whippin' it
Drinkin' lean while you syrup, mixin' it
30 on me, gon' catch a hobby, that 40, 30, gon' drop a body
Molly bustin', gon' fuck, no cuffin'
Got big bands boy, it ain't nothin'
Can't love a bitch, get straight to puntin'
Got big dicks, no need for thumpin'
Smokin' dope, I got plenty, pistol next to my Fendi
Model bitch, she gon' fuck me
I just [?] next xanny
Turn the codeine, no Remy
Plug gon' have it real steady
Wylin' out in public cause this thumper got to poppin'
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