damn - travis porter lyrics
[chorus: strap]
four hoes, one bed, jimmy, d-mn
three grams, one blunt, roll up, d-mn
good head, fat -ss, shake that, shake it
bend it over, b-tt like d-mn
big bankroll like d-mn
[verse 1: ali]
thumbing through the cheque, i think it got my head numb
all these d-mn finessers, had to put my mask on
i’m a street exec, i’m feelin’ like the last don
i’m poppin all this flavor, balling like i’m m1
freaky mamacitas, and my diamond from the freezer
i just blowed the feature, and i’m rolling up the keesha
i been had the cheque since we were f-cking up the leebra
they know me boy, and see me, imma turn ya to believers
[chorus: strap]
four hoes, one bed, jimmy, d-mn
three grams, one blunt, roll up, d-mn
good head, fat -ss, shake that, shake it
bend it over, b-tt like d-mn
big bankroll like d-mn
[verse 2: quez]
switched it up and got f-ckin’ mop-tops
i just traded in the jeep and got drop top
your b-tch she a junky, seen her at the bus stop
put it in her mouth and gotta catch a lockjaw
did a 68 and told the b-tch i owe her one
she swallowed all my kids, but we could’ve had a son
got a bag from minnesota, we in traffic on venola
we done brought some b-tches over, got ‘m snorting coca cola
[verse 3: strap]
shauty look good like blue ray
hair real red like kool aid
p-ssy real good like cooked crack
p-ssy real good like cooked crack
pretty in the face and that -ss fat
when she walk by n-ggas look back
we’re the 3 live crew, where luke at?
we’re the 3 live crew, where luke at?
got 4 white hoes like d-mn
they all think they can dance
they all be going ham
glad i got it on cam
say they want a coca cola
they ain’t talking bout the soda
took the b-tches to the crib, got them hoes into yoga
[chorus: strap]
four hoes, one bed, jimmy, d-mn
three grams, one blunt, roll up, d-mn
good head, fat -ss, shake that, shake it
bend it over, b-tt like d-mn
big bankroll like d-mn
[verse 4: bankroll fresh]
shawty brung her friend with her, do them better by the 2’s
water diamond on my neck looking like i’m on a cruise
smoking blunts and drinking henny, get me in the mood
getting money, this street money, yeah we in the views
four hoes, 10 racks, got a bag, get it
fat -ss, now shake it, k!ll that, switch it
i don’t try none of these b-tches
just left with a video vixen
presidential sweet, you know that i get it
pull up, send a motherf-cker slippin
[chorus: strap]
four hoes, one bed, jimmy, d-mn
three grams, one blunt, roll up, d-mn
good head, fat -ss, shake that, shake it
bend it over, b-tt like d-mn
big bankroll like d-mn
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