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D To The S Lyrics - Artist : GlokkNine
[Poody:]
Once again free Tracy, let him out the county We was ducked off in the shed 'til them crackers found me I put money on your head like a fuckin' bounty I be swimmin' in that pussy, hope she don't drown me I'm all in, turn her belly button to an outtie And if it ain't real, keep that fuck shit from 'round me Sharp shooting, ain't no missing 'cause I'm rebounding Step-back, and-one 'cause these pussies fouling Once again free Tracy, let him out the county We was ducked off in the shed 'til them crackers found me I put money on your head like a fuckin' bounty I be swimmin' in that pussy, hope she don't drown me I'm all in, turn her belly button to an outtie And if it ain't real, keep that fuck shit from 'round me Sharp shooting, ain't no missing 'cause I'm rebounding Step-back, and-one 'cause these pussies fouling [GlokkNine:] He want smoke with who? he want what with us? How I finger fuck this nina, thought I bust a nut Aquafina water boys, we aimin' at your skut Fuck a belly button, Lil Poody posted in the cut Lil hot done woodie-woo, he all off in the gut And I get that first squeeze then you out of luck Semi tucked, choppers in the trunk, bitch light 'em up Tellin' on your nigga, talkin' codes, foolie wired up [Poody:] LightPole Baby, I was walkin' with my pole out My wrist froze now, keep my pockets on swole now Blacky goin' in, yeah you know we like to show out Wishy washy bitch, you know I make her take the clothes off Switcharoo, call it alley-oop, she gettin' thrown out D to the S so you know the streets sold now Rob him for his beat so you know this bitch a stole now Silly rabbit, them ain't real karats, take them golds out [GlokkNine:] Ran down on him, oh wait, but this bitch stop I ain't from the north but I gotta keep a pole got Hollow stole hot, fuck a clique, I want an empire Youngin from the drive, bend the curb, you need lots of iron Still be smoke, I'm blowin', jit don't fuckin' choke Whack a duck, if the pistol tryna quack it up Mercedes truck, one-sixty, that bitch ain't fast enough Bend your block, like a trashcan we gon' dump [Poody:] If it's smoke in the city with my niggas, better call it out We buckin' too just like the chopper, we flingin' buckshots Red bitch, she gon' fuck the city 'til she fucked out Cougar bitch, she gon' suck a nigga 'til I'm sucked out I'm up now, I don't really give a fuck now We hit for ten bands, I don't know, I might just buck now Cold world, we givin' cold cuts, you might get cut now We all in the field like down, get set, hut now [GlokkNine:] Rottweilers, 'til you babies ask for wahwah I was servin' molly rocks, finessin' out the wahwah I'm just tryna hit, DB stabbed this bitch, haha I really like Carmelo Anthony's bitch, yeah, LaLa Robbed the boy and made him walk home in his damn socks Yeah I came from shit, lot of shell catchers and headshots Red dots, made the pussy wish he never ever tried Bless not, shots from the nine made the rest stop [Poody:] Fresh out of the juvie, hit the booth and now I'm bootin' up Late nights makin' powerplays, they got me shootin' up Had to rob the pussy 'cause the fuck nigga was gook as fuck Maneuver all around these hoes, they wanna move with us Leave the nigga that you with, I know he turned you off Put a nigga on then a pussy wanna turn you off All my niggas in for the win, we never took a loss Dead flies on the beat so I told Teezy to turn it off |
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