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come shop - poody gordy lyrics

[intro: onfully]
shee

[chorus: onfully]
come shop, anything you want, we got unlimited
you might just sell it for the low, tryna get rid of it
shoot a hundred more out the chop, keep it a minimum
i see you tryna get up in my business, in here listenin’
tell a b*tch i’m antisocial club, you n*ggas social thugs
can’t f*ck with us, not even a little bit, you might as well give it up
off this addy, see a pen and paper, i might rip it up
tell a freaky sl*t i wanna f*ck, don’t do that iffy stuff

[verse 1: onfully]
ten milli’ like a six*four, this b*tch liftin’ up
when i shoot it, why the f*ck you think i’m not gon’ use it?
whippin’ up dope with your b*tch, turned her to a user
all the dirt i did in the past and still’ll get into it

[verse 2: the godfather]
i just ran into the plug, just tell me where we sеndin’ it
i’ll let you cook it up, just watch the way you flippin’ it
a hundred racks in dubs, could show you how to spеnd this sh*t
forever buyin’ drugs as long as they keep printin’ it
i’m with the sh*ts, three choppers on me, i move militant
i poured a brick and fell asleep drivin’, almost smacked the whip
i always gotta see if one up top before i rack the clip
don’t ever try to touch none of my money, i’ll smack a b*tch
[chorus: onfully]
come shop, anything you want, we got unlimited
you might just sell it for the low, tryna get rid of it
shoot a hundred more out the chop, keep it a minimum
i see you tryna get up in my business, in here listenin’
tell a b*tch i’m antisocial club, you n*ggas social thugs
can’t f*ck with us, not even a little bit, you might as well give it up
off this addy, see a pen and paper, i might rip it up
tell a freaky sl*t i wanna f*ck, don’t do that iffy stuff

[verse 3: shredgang mone]
it was me and mas ridin’, we was slidin’ for the cause
we’ll pull up on the block and let the chopper applaud
n*ggas speakin’ down on bro, then we knockin’ ’em off
and i’m still that same n*gga with big glock in my drawers, ayy
come shop with me, we got what you need, no fakin’
run through a fifty pack in ten hours, on my paid sh*t
push a n*gga line back, stephen a. smith
he probably never walk again when that k kick, p*ssy

[verse 4: bandgang masoe]
c*o*m*e*s*h*o*p, come and shop with me
chopper hold fifty, when i’m mad, it’s a soupy
poody got a puffy bag like he signed biggie
all my n*ggas shine like the ’99 diddy
this sh*t get stick, we get busy, with them glizzies, you gon’ miss him
we don’t diss him, we come get him, ain’t no hidin’, we gon’ get you
r.i.p. paid, i’m in the kitchen sellin’ bags for a nickel
if you want ’em, come and get ’em, if you don’t, it ain’t no issue, money
[chorus: onfully]
come shop, anything you want, we got unlimited
you might just sell it for the low, tryna get rid of it
shoot a hundred more out the chop, keep it a minimum
i see you tryna get up in my business, in here listenin’
tell a b*tch i’m antisocial club, you n*ggas social thugs
can’t f*ck with us, not even a little bit, you might as well give it up
off this addy, see a pen and paper, i might rip it up
tell a freaky sl*t i wanna f*ck, don’t do that iffy stuff

- poody gordy lyrics

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