like dis (freestyle) - paybach prince lyrics
yeah
it’s paybach
you know what the f*ck goin’ on
we in miami b*tch
go getter need a go getter
my ho wetter and she kno better
go getter, need a go getter
my ho wetter and she know
look
floss that sh*t
gone head floss that sh*t
flippin soft ass tricks with a boss ass b*tch
got a n*gga in the south with some off ass kids
always trynna fly me out
tell him talk that sh*t
do the dash on a trip
get the cash then we dip
cookie ash in the whip
cali packs on a piff
pick a bag , get a gift
if she bad i’mma trip
poppin tabs in the vip
party bag trynna trip
got that low low
still be dumb high
(high)
ride that d*ck
baby slow wine
(wine)
broke n*ggas on yo line give ‘еm no time
coke n*ggas doing lines likе it’s showtime
p*ssy money weed all a n*gga keep
imma boss, imma beast, i’m a flirt , imma freak
get to work every week
make it squirt, make it skeet
two mcqueens on my feet
i’m in love, i’m in heat
got d*mn, don’t slip
just focus on ya self before you focus on this wrist
got blam, tote clip
got n*ggas in this party
told ‘em “man around this b*tch”
i’m the man around this b*tch
i can’t stand around and sit
i’m doin numbers off a fifth
she goin’ dumber on the d*ck
i’m bout to make the drummer kick
i gotta stay around my b*tch, aye
(i gotta stay around my b*tch)
i ain’t trynna f*ck i’m trynna focus
had to run it up and get the motion
said imma get the tree go get the lotion
i’m in cali in the city really coastin’
all these bottles of the veuve really toastin’
how you move that lil booty like a ocean
i tell these n*ggas knock it off
i got what you need baby drop it off
i ain’t trynna cuff it i’m just trynna drop ‘em off
asked me what i wanted i said baby cop ‘em all
size 45s i jus upped the leg on em
put me in some y’s i don’t want them red bottoms
.40 on my thighs i just up the waist on em
murder on my mind i might up the case on em
n*ggas get spooked pulling up wit .22s
b*tch it’s paybach, give a f*ck who’s you
we could play games , imma dog, blues clues
lemme get that maybach, put the paws on too
up the wristw*tch
put the a on p
how b*tches gassed up but they stay on e
high profile, imma stay low*key
gotta thang for them thangs and they stay on me
imma play o
n*ggas stay on d
these b*tches that slow
b*tches stay off beat
gotta get dough
gotta play ,don’t speak
gotta play ,don’t speak
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