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Allen Iverson
Skilla Baby
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My young dog got some fire, he gon' punch a flight
(RJ always trippin', RJ always trippin', man)
Woo
I just dropped a lil' drank to get my mind right
Sada said let's hit the jeweler, get the time right
Two or three bitches, that's some light brights
Hit it from the back and that's a highlight
Two, three Percs, that's the high life
She said she want the molly, Patron with the ice
Priced out on 'em tonight, make 'em pay the price
Whip it with the left and shift it to the right
You gon' hit a left and I'm gon' hit a right
I swear me and my bitch like Tina Turner, Ike
And I'ma bear off them bars like a Klondike
Chopper tear the roof off his car like a drop right
Infrared beam get him gone at the stoplight
Buy a bitch new red bottoms if the top right
Swear I'm 'bout to make a wish, Timmy Turner-like
Let me get thirty-six and fifty birds of white
Slap cake on your bitch, Tina Turner Ike
We can hurt your life, switch the price, I need them Percs for five
I told your bitch to suck my dick until it hurt to smile
Every chopper come with hundreds 'cause they worth the while
Any nigga that I fought, I swear I worked him out
Never ever turned the other cheek and tried to work it out
I told your bitch to drink this lean and she gon' squirt it out
Fuckin' up my house, Versace boxers with the German towels
Two, three grams got my line right
Dealin' cards two, three times, this my grind life
My phone don't stop, it ring all night
When I hit the girl, you can call me, aight?
How you get lil' baby out her G-strings?
Snoop Dogg, it ain't nothin' but a G thing
Sing to the pussy like I'm T-Pain
My fiend, that gay bitch, she go both ways, ugh
In my Sada voice
That ain't me talking, that's the chopper voice
Whole lot of money, whole lot of toys
Whole lot of .223 bullets, whole lot of noise
Shh, you hear a G talkin'?
See me on the sidewalk, nigga, keep walkin'
I don't know about y'all niggas, but we bosses
Hit a nigga bitch, I ain't her man, why she keep callin'?
Ten freaky hoes, man, I swear to God they litty
Wonder if they can stuff them scripts up in they kitty
This a Demon, pop a wheelie just like Milli
'Bout to do one-sixty in a sixty
Go down the way and I get the Benz for sixty
I got the Bobby and I got a lil' Whitney
It's gon' be a minute 'fore I get with him
I'm too busy in the kitchen dancin' on it, gettin' jiggy
Take it for your mans, get you gone with him
Boy, I shoot like Ben Simmons and you Diggy
I ain't with the talkin', boy, I walk it with no fraudulence
If I can't call your bitch your bitch, I ain't gon' call her shit
I told your bitch to chew the dick 'cause she too talkative
Put the forty on that nigga, Bino walk him in
Baby fell in love with me because I'm raw for real
Put her on the road, now she believe in all the dog and pills
She wanna fuck me, Sada, and Bino
And her pussy water and she deepthroat
I can't find my mag, it's like Nemo
Kill a bitch pussy, RIP, though
Yeah, still'll keep playin' with sticks, no Nintendo
Put my glizzy on Pornhub with extendos
Chopper talkin' breath so hot, it need Mentos
Every day I pray feds don't get my info
Bro gon' drop ten on you, please don't snitch on me
This my dog, I keep this bitch on me
No kennel, I keep some pit on me
No rental, I'm takin' a risk on me
I just dropped a lil' drank to get my mind right
Sada said let's hit the jeweler, get the time right
Two or three bitches, that's some light brights
Hit it from the back and that's a highlight
Two, three Percs, that's the high life
She said she want the molly, Patron with the ice
Priced out on 'em tonight, make 'em pay the price
Whip it with the left and shift it to the right