lirikcinta.com
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lil nigga - mango foo lyrics

Loading...

[intro]
mango
foo
lil n-gg-
(qc!)
yrn the label what we doing?
lil n-gg-
(grah grah bow)
oh!
lil n-gg- doin’ shit
lil n-gg- doin’ a whole lot of shit
lil n-gg- doin’ too much shit
don’t be that n-gg-

[verse 1: mango foo]
lil n-gg- in the trap
lil n-gg- in the rap
lil n-gg- in the bando wrappin’ up the packs
lil n-gg- got white
lil n-gg- got ice
lil n-gg- i ain’t scared
lil n-gg- shootin’ on sight
lil n-gg- doin’ shit
lil n-gg- doin’ shit
lil n-gg- doin’ a whole lot of shit
lil n-gg- doin’ too much shit
lil n-gg- doin’ shit
lil n-gg- doin’ a whole lot of shit
lil n-gg- doin’ too much shit
lil n-gg- shit
trap on the block lil n-gg-
run from the cop lil n-gg-
break down the block lil n-gg-
lil n-gg- got a pistol
lil n-gg- gon’ k!ll em
lil n-gg- pulled up
lil n-gg- poured up the pint we gone sip
lil n-gg-

[verse 2: takeoff]
lil n-gg- doin’ a whole lot of shit
lil n-gg- talkin’ a whole lot of shit
lil n-gg- keep starin’ at my wrist
my diamonds looked in the vip and they wavin’ at your b-tch
now she wanna hop in my mclaren
take me to her spot and let me meet her parents
man i think she told me that her name was erin
got a sister she a twin and her mom drive a sudan
lil n-gg- so mad cause he b-tch on my command
took a trip put on grits and when she left she was on xans
make that b-tch pick up a bag, met the plug in baghdad
she did all my dirty work and i didn’t give that b-tch no cash
lil n-gg-

[verse 3: domingo]
but if you look this shit up
lil n-gg-
you will see migo gang, we don’t really give a f-ck
lil n-gg-
get your partner shot down
get your -ss beat up
lil n-gg-
all my n-gg-s geeked up
see that chopper better duck
lil n-gg-
once upon a time young n-gg- was a lil n-gg-
then i trapped out the bando with the gang members
then i stood on the block with the drug dealers
pistol p got shot by some f-ck n-gg-s
everyday every night lookin’ for the k!ller
won’t stop till i find him like godzilla
in the field with the stick like a grave digger
run off from the plug get paid quicker
foreign b-tch if she bad all i do is hit her
you the type of lil n-gg- to get married with her
ask mango foo n-gg- all we do is hit her
stuffed crust backwoods we don’t do the swishers
30 deep in the club we don’t take pictures
2 guns on my waist which one bigger
i’m from the north so i throw it up lil n-gg-
lil n-gg-
lil n-gg-

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular

Loading...