Harambe

Chetta

Haven't seen no woadie handle buisness Like a motherfucking soulja gotti, alcapone We are known when im on my zone Gotti with a tone uh Stone to the bone with your main bitch Sorry she nothing but a loner Shoot em one time in the head  boy i heard you a motherfucking donut Sippin by the two, i am off the glue Feeling screwed dirty in the coupe Who the fuck is you Let me introduce you to tool On the cool they behaving like i give a hoo I got four five bad married bitches at home Feel like samases Bitch fucking leave me alone Perfect time to me to get Everytime that i am up Roading arround all day Roading round with the chrome (woah!?) I wanna ride, riding arround looking for you I wanna slide, slide arround looking for you What the fuck you gonna do, baby hol up Where the fuck you gonna go, baby hol up Baby how you gonna stop me, baby hol up Baby lemme show you how im rocking Baby hol up Woah, never switch sides, on my day ones Homie tough i told you Take it outside like drill In he field, semi sosa Feeling so alone, grab the money Then put it closer Riding round looking for you Ammo by the two, clip big as you feeling rude Don't get confused, we stick and move Switching moves Change out the tune, gotti in the boof Smoking gorilla glue by the zoo I came a long way moving sacks at the school Pull up with the packs Dropping off car pools What the fuck you want ain't Never had to prove Moving all day, just tryna get a view (woah?) I wanna ride, riding arround looking for you I wanna slide, slide arround looking for you What the fuck you gonna do, baby hol up Where the fuck you gonna go, baby hol up Baby how you gonna stop me, baby hol up Baby lemme show you how im rocking Baby hol up

Written by: Joshua MarchettaLyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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