Plies

[fox69]

"Big Faces"
(feat. Xtra)

"Big Faces"
(feat. Xtra)



Yeah big faces,
Yeah top 700 on my east side,
Met the phone grant nigga for the suicide
Ain't bout a bitch a damn long profile,
Told my lawyer go motion for a speed of trial,
Right now been another nigga big time,
I've been a whole lot of fuck got a lost cow.
Damn

[Hook:]
Big faces, big faces, that's all I spit big faces,
Big faces, big faces, want me to count oh my for you big faces
Big faces, big faces, nigga my whole team got big faces,
Big faces, big faces, that's all I spit big faces.

And it giving time a hundred grand homie
At the same time got to spit some west on it,
For the big real the fit I could the frame on it,
Said mile so I told to type my name on it,
Need the gold rip mine for your video,
All my diamonds they glass see straight too
Hundred bottles ain't got to be friends fool,
Model bro I just winning bout to see through
All the time she don't see me with the rin through
I'm in the project post it up in soul fool,
That drop hot song so my retro
What a weed man who got it in the choco
I'm in the room counting money so the dope cold
Ain't nothing ain't still smoke L pows,
Crush ice help pick the cool L cold,
By more tenny... in the L bone.

[Hook:]
Big faces, big faces, that's all I spit big faces,
Big faces, big faces, want me to count oh my for you big faces
Big faces, big faces, nigga my whole team got big faces,
Big faces, big faces, that's all I spit big faces.

Got the blunt... cut a chick it got me chewing
Got it on top tell how my shirt moving
Niggas on their feeling you can tell when they losing,
Each side when I met hell, no I ain't moving
Counted by a hundred tryin to fuck her why she runnin,
Fucking it for free every Monday through Sunday
Keep counting bitch that's more than a few hundreds
Keep counting, keep counting, bitch keep counting
Niggas follow my lead and get re-rowed it,
Every nigga that be with me, he be bout it
Get your eyes stuck cold tryin to see bodied
Pink your risk on ice big boy pockets
Got a nigga hold your itch and then get a body
And he told me jet pointed in my anybody
You pussies don't want problems and you wanna hate me
Big blunt, big cup, counting big faces.

[Hook:]
Big faces, big faces, that's all I spit big faces,
Big faces, big faces, want me to count oh my for you big faces
Big faces, big faces, nigga my whole team got big faces,
Big faces, big faces, that's all I spit big faces.

Big faces, big faces, big faces, big faces

 

[fox69]

"Bih"

"Bih"


(Bih) Bitch stay asking me (Bih, Bih)
"man why you always saying bih?"
I told little bih, Ion know bih

I'm the whole hunna bih, this my song bih
Want that work and I got that work
Serve your ass from your daughter bed
Ain't no one's bih, all these hunnas bih
Say it's a drought than it ain't no drought
Than money move mountains bih

Ion need no motherfucking features (feature) to the street I'm they motherfucking preacher (preach) bruh showed me how to cook dope the old school way with the motherfucking beakers
Niggas got rich off the reefers (reefer), money real long like a bleacher she sucked that dick and she play with them nuts at the same time nigga she a keeper came through stunting on Easter, I was 13 nigga with a beeper (beep) just got some pussy so motherfucking good had to shout-out the little bih Shekia, who the fuck you is nigga? People (people), just drop 10 bands on a Regal
When I walk in the liquor store they know what I want I get the half of gallon nigga not the liter

I'm the whole hunna bih, this my song bih
Want that work and I got that work
Serve your ass from your daughter bed
Ain't no one's bih, all these hunnas bih
Say it's a drought than it ain't no drought
Than money move mountains bih

I'm on real late like checkers keep my keys and rubbers on the dresser Just walk in the fleet on 183rd just brought me a motherfucking prezzie ain't talking about a Benz lil nigga (lil nigga), talking about putting dope on the stretcher being in the field all day so motherfucking long started to feel like a motherfucking Mexican
Fuck me real good ima bless you, touch nah one my dogs ima wet ya (bang) Just brought two rollies for 75,000 and the p cracker told me that's a special gave him 150 told him no pressure just imagine what I paid for the necklace (for the necklace)
I'm in the house right now with a house full of strippers
Everybody in this bih butt-naked

I'm the whole hunna bih, this my song bih
Want that work and I got that work
Serve your ass from your daughter bed
Ain't no one's bih, all these hunnas bih
Say it's a drought than it ain't no drought
Than money move mountains bih

I ain't no motherfucking rapper just a real nigga dog with a swagger
Wake up every morning getting to the motherfucking money so that mean I'm a trapper, might bet it all on Dallas, house like I played for the Mavericks, white tee black tee and a couple hundred thousand worth of jewels on a nigga called fashion ion fuck bitches that's average get money live lavish, 4 hoes in one room in Miami fuck them all at one time nigga I'm a savage(savage)told little bih she Ion fuck with niggas who be crabbing, if a nigga ever told you he ever did something to me tell that fuck nigga, nigga stop flagging (you flagging)

I'm the whole hunna bih, this my song bih
Want that work and I got that work
Serve your ass from your daughter bed
Ain't no one's bih, all these hunnas bih
Say it's a drought than it ain't no drought
Than money move mountains bih

 

[fox69]

"Bipolar"

"Bipolar"


[Chorus:]
These niggas Bi Polar
These niggas Bi Polar
All these pussy ass niggas, these niggas Bi Polar
These niggas Bi Polar
These niggas Bi Polar
All these pussy ass niggas, these niggas Bi Polar
Some of your favorite rappers, these niggas Bi Polar
Some of your street niggas, these niggas Bi Polar
You industry ass niggas, you niggas Bi Polar
I see alotta you pussy niggas Bi Polar

[Verse 1:]
These niggas deuce coppers, these niggas story tellers
One minute they start the shit, the next minute they wanna get on the phone together
Ya'll like some old chevy's, just make alotta noise
You like the tin man pussy ain't got no fucking heart
Let me tell you what it is doe, these niggas Bi Polar, these niggas sneak this and try to sugar-coat it, the streets ain't no better, you know you fucking told, you still fucking with him cause he got them thangs doe.

I see you thuggin' now, last month you was lame doe, that nigga was hot hot, but now he cold cold, one minute you was this nigga, next minute you another one bro, let me tell you what it is, you Bi Polar Hoe.

[Chorus:]
These niggas Bi Polar
These niggas Bi Polar
All these pussy ass niggas, these niggas Bi Polar
These niggas Bi Polar
These niggas Bi Polar
All these pussy ass niggas, these niggas Bi Polar
Some of your favorite rappers, these niggas Bi Polar
Some of your street niggas, these niggas Bi Polar
You industry ass niggas, you niggas Bi Polar
I see alotta you pussy niggas Bi Polar

[Verse 2:]
One minute they this nigga, next minute they that nigga,
They don't know who the fuck they is, they just wanna be a street nigga, these niggas switch camps, these niggas change sides, these niggas chase heat, these niggas dick ride
They like my old bitch, they love niggas with money,
Nigga I'm a street nigga, so I ain't dressing funny, ain't wearing no nerd glasses, ain't wearing no tight shirt, if I wanna be a fucking nerd, then I need to get out the street first,
Let me tell you what it is though...
These niggas Bi Polar, these niggas don't stand for shit, these niggas foot soldiers, they hang with the same niggas, same nigga that sent him to prison, these niggas they tell on eachother, then they walk round' the track together in prison

[Chorus:]
These niggas Bi Polar
These niggas Bi Polar
All these pussy ass niggas, these niggas Bi Polar
These niggas Bi Polar
These niggas Bi Polar
All these pussy ass niggas, these niggas Bi Polar
Some of your favorite rappers, these niggas Bi Polar
Some of your street niggas, these niggas Bi Polar
You industry ass niggas, you niggas Bi Polar
I see alotta you pussy niggas Bi Polar

[Verse 3:]
When you was locked up, them niggas ain't send you shit, couldn't get them on the phone, couldn't get a visit bitch, they shoot your lawyer nuthin', ain't sent you nan flick, but now you came home, them niggas on ya dick, back in the same trap, back with the same click, fucking with the same niggas, gone get the same shit, soon as you back in jail, ain't gone be able to find a bitch, you niggas Bi Polar, you niggas fucking sick,
How ya'll was beefing cause,
ya'll poppin' bottles cause,
niggas hit you for half a bird,
now ya'll in the club cause,
nigga owe you 10 bands,
You showing love cause?
ya'll like these Rap Niggas,
Ya'll Bi Polar cause

[Chorus:]
These niggas Bi Polar
These niggas Bi Polar
All these pussy ass niggas, these niggas Bi Polar
These niggas Bi Polar
These niggas Bi Polar
All these pussy ass niggas, these niggas Bi Polar
Some of your favorite rappers, these niggas Bi Polar
Some of your street niggas, these niggas Bi Polar
You industry ass niggas, you niggas Bi Polar
I see alotta you pussy niggas Bi Polar

 

[fox69]

"Bitch A Hoe"

"Bitch A Hoe"


[Chorus:]
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
That bitch thank she all that that bitch a hoe
He ain't gotta accept that that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Cause ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
[Verse 1:]
You thank she filet mignon that bitch is church's chicken
You thank that she super clean that bitch at dirty dishes
That hoe there is off the chain you thank that bitch is innocent
That hoe there is E&J that bitch is not Remy
You thank that bitch all yours that what you thank
That bitch there been fucking heavy you thank she ain't
150 all in that bitch a paint
I know she a known whore you thank she a saint
I know her from the south side lil freaky bitch
I used to call the hoe bubbles she use a lot of spit
Front room my partner house that where I used to hit
She was our lil fun girl everybody hit
[Chorus:]
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
That bitch thank she all that that bitch a hoe
He ain't gotta accept that that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Cause ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
[Verse 2:]
You went head and cuffed the bih Mr. Officer
We put on the magnum for her you raw-dogging her
You must be the bitch trainer she a animal
One thang I can say about her she got some stamina
That bitch know she photogenic she like them camera
Take it all in the face oohhh like she Pamela
From the back the back that what she like
She like to be double-teamed and swallow pipe
I be wanna go to sleep she run it back
You pose to just ripped the bih but not ha wife
I call her a nut chaser she hit them sacks
She ain't done nun with that tongue that tongue nice
[Chorus:]
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
That bitch thank she all that that bitch a hoe
He ain't gotta accept that that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Cause ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
[Verse 3:]
He acting like he so in love
But he in love with a slut
She just like to suck and fuck
And you and her done booed up
In my Tupac voice ain mad at you
She know how to suck it backwards; she know acrobatics
She like you and fuck a fag just like a jackrabbit
You is a big dummy a Fred Sanford boy dummy dummy dummy dummy dummy dummy dummy dummy dummy dummy
We know that she ain't shit oohhh
You gotta know she ain't shit
[Chorus:]
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
That bitch thank she all that that bitch a hoe
He ain't gotta accept that that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Cause ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe

 

[fox69]

"Boosie"

"Boosie"


Ayy boosie, I know you probably asleep my niggah,
I been thinkin bout you dawg, I thought id holla atchu my niggah,

It's one in the mornin friday night all of my niggahs in the club instead of fallin with some bitches id rather show love, id rather send kites to the niggahs that the world done slugged, that's why I make music for them niggahs thatt the rich won't hug, anythang can come out a niggah mouth but it's real in his blood, I make mistakes everyday so how can I judge
When niggahs can't be you my niggah that's when they hate you the worst, real pain, and fake tears I done seen it in church, when ya want the world to love you then that's when it hurt, wishen bad on a real niggah I neva seen what it's worth in the dictionary love last but hate come first therefore I wrote this shit my niggah I'll pray foe ya first

[Chorus:]
Wonder if the kids you bought bikes foe you have they wrote you a letter
Wonder if the niggahs that did a song witchu have you heard from them niggahs
I wonder how many of your dogs done came by and visit ya
Wonder if the crackas you made millions done chopped it up witcha,
Wonder if the hoes you used to fuck, if they even sent ya some pictas
Wonder if the niggas you called yo dawgs if they eitha foe ya or against ya?
Yo whole situation done taught me alot my niggah
When you winnin niggahs hate ya & when ya down they against ya

It ain't a judge or prosacuter that got more power than god whatever you do my niggah don't let em take what's in yo heart doin day for day indapendent on niggahs can be hard believe in you and keep yo faith cause that's what's smart yo mamma and yo kids are the ones that love you from the start they seen the system break clicks and tear em apart stayin prayed up my niggah is more important than a charge that's what real niggahs do they pass it to god the streets a muthafucka my niggah cause they switch and they change it's hard foe niggahs to stay out chere cause they pussys in the game a niggah runnin with cha done flipped now he sprayin yo name the crackas neva do shit niggahs put em in ya game

[Chorus]

In life my niggah all of us we slip & we fall and that's the time to find out who's really yo dawgs cause all these pussy niggahs jump in when it's time to ball but them ain't the same niggahs that show up when it's time foe war when the money gone my niggah so is the jelwary mann sometime he takes us thru suome shit to show us our friends and most people they for self including your kids my grandma always used to tell me with god you win put yo trust in a higher power and not in man when you fuckin round with niggahs it all depends and ifa niggah lied to ya once he gon lie ta ya again and life my nigggah love is what last in the end

[Chorus]

[Talking: Plies]
From me to you lil homie, not only do I pray foe you my niggah I pray for every real niggah who locked up and tied down right now when I said it'd never change with me it never changed with me I'll never forget you my niggah when I say, I solute it, I solute it to all my gangstas, all my real niggas

 

[fox69]

"Bout Dat Life"

"Bout Dat Life"


[Chorus:]
You already know I just 3 65
Give it to me straight up got me shoting a ride
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya

[Verse 1:]
1 time 4 the the projects n 2 times 4 the zole
Bottles in the air feeling niggas that just beat they parole
Toast 2 all the niggas that never ever told
Salute 2 all the bitches that stayed down n rolled
Just ran outta guards can I please hit the door
Mind on them dices I'm thanking 10 or 4
I love all my niggas were they with u poor
Remember I got my lawsuit I spun it all on doe

[Chorus:]
You already know I just 3 65
Give it to me straight up got me shoting a ride
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
You already know I just 3 65
Give it to me straight up got me shoting a ride
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya

[Verse 2:]
Bombs over bad bad car racks in Bermuda
Shoutout 2 the candylady n shoutout 2 the shooters
Parents in some rand right they flying with the stoolies
Called her ass a virgin n now I turnt her into the moodest
Just ran cross a comeup my house finna go banannas
Toolie jit the crit just bought me 2 new hammers
If u don't like what u seeing then u can change the channel
Y I put the bitch out cause ain got no manners

[Chorus:]
You already know I just 3 65
Give it to me straight up got me shoting a ride
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
You already know I just 3 65
Give it to me straight up got me shoting a ride
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya

 

[fox69]

"Bricks On Me"
(feat. Fella)

"Bricks On Me"
(feat. Fella)



[Chorus:]
I got bricks on me, bricks on me. might as well say I got bricks on me.
I could have bought 3 byrds with dis watch on me.
I got 2 mo chickens on my ears on me.
I got bricks on me, bricks on me. might as well say I got bricks on me.
4 byrds in a half on my wrist on me.
Bout 6 mo chickens round my neck homie.
I got bricks on me, bricks on me.

[Verse 1: Plies]
Hope a bitch don't call da police on me.
Got all these god damn bricks on me, these bricks right here ain't gone for da loan.
When I paid for da chain I could of got dat boat.
Put my chain on da ground dat bricks on da foor.
Pinky ring on my finger paid a brick fo it hoe.
All dis shit around my neck worth a whole lot I stole.
I got bricks on me, bricks on me.
Spent a mill on da jewlrey dats a whole lot of blow.
150 for da chain dat a whole lot of dope.
I got bricks on me, bricks on me.
Crazy young nigga dat an ounce fo da stone.
White goon mask on me 5 brcks fo da charge.
Half a brick for da rim my whip sittin on.
Bout to throw a brick in da club betta leave me alone.

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Fella]
I a whole life sentence on my muh fuckin wrist.
Dats a whole 36 round my muh fuckin neck.
Ain't gotta hit da trap, got bricks on me.
While da jackers lerkin and da fez want me.
And these bitches want me. and it gotta be da bricks.
Keep big fire on me.
I'm a muh fuckin hit.
And my son even worse gotta brick in his ear.
And I just left da mall spent a brick on da gear.
Got a brick right here and a brick right here.
If you add it all up, dat a whole lot of years.
I got fire on me, fire on me.
So let a pussy nigga lerk they don't even want it.
Got a 30 round drum at da bottom of dis bitch.
Let em jump if dey wanna. leave dem dead in dis bitch.
And I really like da trap and nigga still wanna snitch.
Gon head take a picture dis a whole lot of bricks.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Plies]
If it don't cost no mo den a brick den I don't muh fuckin want it.
You can believe it then I tell you I done muh fuckin spot it.
Mo brick mo brick gon it muh fuckin done it.
All these bricks on me I kno da inditement comin.
162 carrotts dats a whole lot of stuntin.
All dis shit round my wrist dat a whole lot of these diamonds.
I got bricks on me, bricks on me.
I got 36 ounces in one fuckin ear.
Cost a whole fuckin byrd to get diamonds dis clear.
I got 20 bands on me dat a brick my dear.
Wanna take it all of den I'll blow it right here.
Got a stone in my watch like a muh fuckin ? .
I keep bricks on me all muh fuckin year.
I got bricks on me, bricks on me.
When I'm thru in da club I done bought me a chick.
If he ain't ballin right now, den dat his muh fuckin business.

[Chorus]

[Verse 4: Plies]
I'm ridin right now with 10 bricks in da car.
Got a quarter mill round my neck home boy.
Y plies walkin round with all dese god damn bricks.
He keep dat blower under his shirt he so god damn slick.
I threw 50 in atlanta so god damn quick.
And I kno I can count those god damn bricks.
I got bricks on me, bricks on me.
2 bricks in my pocket on the way to da club.
Brought 2 bricks jus to throw it all up.
All dese bricks on a nigga lyk a muh fuckin bug.
All dis white shit on me lookin lyk muh fuckin drugs.
I got bricks on me, bricks on me.
I'm on yak right now so I'm a talk dat shit.
I got fire on me nigga and I'll merk dat bitch.
When I paid fo da benz cost 4 mo bricks.
I got bricks on me, bricks on me bitch!

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Bruh Bruh"

"Bruh Bruh"


[Intro:]
Ay bruh, errbody wanna know bout dat, bruh bruh, what dat mean bruh, it dat when u coolin bruh, and u know u da shit, bruh bruh

[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm loaded, and I got stacks bruh bruh, all my homies from da trap bruh bruh,
we ain't really worry bout dat bruh bruh, cause errbody over here strapped bruh bruh [x2]

[Verse 1:]
TAAT! I'm so gutta bruh bruh, she mad at me I won't cut ha bruh bruh, but I'm too rich I can't cut ha bruh bruh,
I got a couple goons that'll mut ha bruh bruh, I'm paranoid, I can't trust ha bruh bruh, da dick too good,
I can't fuck ha bruh bruh, da lames, I let em cuff ha bruh bruh, for real goons dats duffels bruh bruh,
OH, she want me bruh bruh, da hottest thang in da streets bruh bruh,
I don't fuck with dawg cause he creep bruh bruh, dem choppas, real weak bruh bruh, dats a .40 cal on da seat bruh bruh,
no no it ain't sweet bruh bruh, yes yes I will sweep bruh bruh, TAAAT cause dats me bruh bruh!

[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm loaded, and I got stacks bruh bruh, all my homies from da trap bruh bruh,
we ain't really worry bout dat bruh bruh, cause errbody over here strapped bruh bruh [x2]

[Verse 2:]
TAAT! Dat me bruh bruh, Everything bout me G bruh bruh, I ain't da one who wanna eat bruh bruh,
cause me and ma goons real deep bruh bruh,
Everybody over here street bruh bruh, we ain't know nothin bout peace bruh bruh,
cause we playin for keeps bruh bruh, all us got heat bruh bruh, cash right I'm on ma feet bruh bruh,
On Gnac, I can't sleep bruh bruh, club packed dats where I'm at bruh bruh,
On every set I got stacks bruh bruh, I'm sideways I'm kinda passed bruh bruh,
Ma money right dats where I'm at bruh bruh,
Baby's love me, why they act bruh bruh, TAAAT! Dats me bruh bruh!

[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm loaded, and I got stacks bruh bruh, all my homies from da trap bruh bruh,
we ain't really worry bout dat bruh bruh, cause errbody over here strapped bruh bruh [x2]

[Verse 3:]
TAAT! I got cash bruh bruh, I heard dawg doin bad bruh bruh,
I fucked his bitch das why he mad bruh bruh, HATER, dats sad bruh bruh,
Ma dawg robbed him for a stack bruh bruh, you broke you betta get a mag bruh bruh,
I don't drink whites on ma pad bruh bruh, da hoes trip cause she don't have bruh bruh,
TAAT!, I'm da shit bruh bruh, I ain't heard nothin flyer den dis bruh bruh,
A bunch of stacks on the fit bruh bruh, And neva eva will I slip bruh bruh,
Last night I got licked bruh bruh,
Hit the mo' with a bitch bruh bruh, and I ain't leave bout 6 bruh bruh,
Yeah yeah dis a hit bruh bruh!

[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm loaded, and I got stacks bruh bruh, all my homies from da trap bruh bruh,
we ain't really worry bout dat bruh bruh, cause errbody over here strapped bruh bruh [x2]

[Outro:]
Bruh bruh [x15]

[Chorus: until faded out]

 

[fox69]

"Bushes"

"Bushes"


[Intro]
Ay bra drop us off right here
right here the blue house bra
Ay bra lets get in these bushes
when that fuck nigga get here he gets it

[Hook]
You don't know it but I done peeped where you stay pussy
Bitch you gettin to yo house, I be right in yo bushes
Jump out with that choppa, actin real foolish
Keep bullshittin nigga I'mma be right in yo bushes

You don't know it but I done peeped where you stay pussy
Bitch you gettin to yo house, I be right in yo bushes
Jump out with that choppa, actin real foolish
Keep bullshittin nigga I'mma be right in yo bushes

[Verse 1]
But get dropped off wit them goons late night
We gone dug off wit them choppas and sit tight
Lay right in yo bushes until you come back
And when we finish them crackas gone have to put you on ice
Nigga jumpin up out them bushes ain't nothin nice
We gone throw some shit but ain't gone be rice
Hollow points gone be whistlin comin back to back
Nigga we murkin we ain't worried bout you buckin back
We ain't come for the money we come for yo life
Nigga we patient wit this shit we'll lay all night
We done did it before laid till the sunlight
You don't know it yet but fuck nigga you gettin wiped

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Got on my monkey suit layin in this wet grass
Got me hot pussy I wanna give it to you bad
Soon as you turn up in this bitch we puttin it on yo ass
Fuck niggas that run they mouths don't last
Me and my goons don't argue nigga we toe tag
You ain't do it right them crackas gone bring them body bags
Wanna see what you do when you see that ski mask
Want see you smile for that yoppa when you see it flash
We ain't gone let you get out we shootin thru yo glass
Walkin to yo car shooting that choppa lookin mad
Bustin from the front, the goons bustin from the back
Clique of young niggas gettin off in all black

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
My goons lurk all day lookin for spots
Tryin to find where you layin and what you got
Might done followed you home weither you know it or not
Until we peep something nigga we circling the block
Keep them yoppas on deck so we ready to squab
Nigga ridin all mornin since 7 o'clock
I'm on yak they on pills we ready to wile
So if you slippin and we peep you we ready to plie
Four yoppas fifty rounds two hundred shots
All us ridin with big toolies no glocks
All the yoppas off safety no locks
Better hope yo bushes ain't our next spot

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Bust It Baby"

"Bust It Baby"


[Intro]
She my Bust it baby [6x]
1st time we had sex, it was like a movie
Both of us fell asleep, both of us was woozy
Love how she say my name, love how she do me
Gained feelings for her kinda quick, kinda blew me
Found myself thinking bout her, shit kinda spooked me
More time we spent together more she got attached
I love being around her, seem like the perfect match
She ain't blow my phone up and she ain't never hack
She knew her place, played her role, and she was cool with that
"What you doing", "Where you going" -- questions she don't ask
She took my mind off the streets she helped me relax
She wanted to VIP her face she put me on my back
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Her sex game crazy
Body so amazing
Kiss like she craving
Walk like she taken
Attitude mistaken
Fiend for her daily
Care about her greatly
Why she my bust it baby
What we did last night got me wantin to call her
If I wasn't real homie I'd probably stalk her
From the hood, when she get drunk she talk proper
Got kinky with her, told her dress up like a lawyer
I was the judge last night I gave her all the orders
Worked it real good turned her round and doggystyled her
Told her if I gave her any more might have to charge her
Felt the vibe in the room the feelings getting larger
Took her from the bench and I done turned her to a starter
Tastes like sugar, smell like water
Now she into goons all off what I taught her
What I do to her make her care about me harder
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[Outro]
She my Bust it baby [6x]