Big Shrimp Flatbush Zombies
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[Intro: Meechy Darko]
On my side and I'm walkin' with a limp, limp
Lotta red wine and some big shrimp
Uh, with a limp, limp
Yeah, uh, yeah
[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]
Pistol on my side and I'm walkin' with a limp, limp
I just had a lotta red wine and some big shrimp
Let me use my credit card on ya baby, drip, drip (Cha-ching)
Used to sip, sip 'til my homie died off that shit
I'm really lit, lit, so I Cuban link my Cuban bitch
Blue nose pit, shit, no bitches on my wrist
She talkin' dirty, pussy pu-pu-purrin' when I hit, hit
I kept on my jewelry 'cause I still don't trust this bitch, bitch
Sold my soul and bought it back for cheaper, that's a flip, flip
Olde English, Hennessy, watch me mix, mix (Drink up bitch)
Roll Gelato in Fronto, then dickmatize a bitch, bitch
Her legs don't work no more, had her crawlin' out the crib, crib
Acid in the fridge, shit, Avianne be wildin'
My diamonds hit like {*censored*}, stay fly-y-y-y-y-y
That Triple 6-6-6, figures, big chips
I'm always like Martin, and keep talkin' darling, you the shit, shit
[Chorus: Zombie Juice]
All this gas I'm blowin', all this loud I'm blowin'
All these bitches showin', all these niggas bluffin'
This shit here fire, this shit a riot
I need that bitch with thighs, her pussy sweet as pie
You callin' my dawg a liar, I’m back to back like Aubrey
Your girl, she like the molly, this 'cid, this ain't no molly
Noooo, this 'cid, this ain't no molly
Nooo-whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah
On my side and I'm walkin' with a limp, limp
Lotta red wine and some big shrimp
Uh, with a limp, limp
Yeah, uh, yeah
[Verse 1: Meechy Darko]
Pistol on my side and I'm walkin' with a limp, limp
I just had a lotta red wine and some big shrimp
Let me use my credit card on ya baby, drip, drip (Cha-ching)
Used to sip, sip 'til my homie died off that shit
I'm really lit, lit, so I Cuban link my Cuban bitch
Blue nose pit, shit, no bitches on my wrist
She talkin' dirty, pussy pu-pu-purrin' when I hit, hit
I kept on my jewelry 'cause I still don't trust this bitch, bitch
Sold my soul and bought it back for cheaper, that's a flip, flip
Olde English, Hennessy, watch me mix, mix (Drink up bitch)
Roll Gelato in Fronto, then dickmatize a bitch, bitch
Her legs don't work no more, had her crawlin' out the crib, crib
Acid in the fridge, shit, Avianne be wildin'
My diamonds hit like {*censored*}, stay fly-y-y-y-y-y
That Triple 6-6-6, figures, big chips
I'm always like Martin, and keep talkin' darling, you the shit, shit
[Chorus: Zombie Juice]
All this gas I'm blowin', all this loud I'm blowin'
All these bitches showin', all these niggas bluffin'
This shit here fire, this shit a riot
I need that bitch with thighs, her pussy sweet as pie
You callin' my dawg a liar, I’m back to back like Aubrey
Your girl, she like the molly, this 'cid, this ain't no molly
Noooo, this 'cid, this ain't no molly
Nooo-whoa, yeah, yeah, yeah
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