lirik lagu marty valentine - persona
[chorus: marty valentine]
hot muf~cka get his mouth sewed up
havin’ straight drop, put that sh~t in the soda
i’m a young casanova
she give the good brain, she get a diploma
these b~tches green, yeah, they go like fiona
i be masked up, i ain’t gettin’ the rona
y’all p~ssy, i smell the aroma
ain’t havin’ money cause you can’t make the quota
imma tell the feds i just came out a coma
i ain’t witness sh~t, i ain’t rock with jehovah
i ain’t fold or bend, i ain’t doin’ no yoga
b~tch, i got a strap like i got a persona
on the phone we got different personas
ten toes, ain’t no pushin’ us ovеr
i was gettin’ money, you was sittin’ on the sofa
it’s a tracphonе, no, it ain’t motorola
[verse 1: marty valentine]
uh, she bouncin’ ass like nola
i told that lil b~tch to hold up
bet my whole life away, texas hold’em
no, i can’t f~ck with a lame, i can’t hold ya
you got twitter fingers, shoulda gave your ass sopa
b~tch, i move smart, if i’m outside i’m sober
rip to my soldiers
i can’t get booked unless it’s by a promoter
she said we f~cked, but i don’t even know her
i just want your head, no, i ain’t goin’ lower
can’t support these rappers cause they be mediocre
i be gettin’ money, but i’m stackin’ up
so i’m keepin’ it kosher
we the la cosa nostra
my heart done got colder
i be p~ssed for none, b~tch, i think i’m bipolar
smokin’ zaza like i’m plugged with the grower
i cut the fake off, i’m a loner
[verse 2: cuzzxo]
don’t come for me, b~tch, you know i be chillin’
why you worried bout me, imma run up a million
can’t stop ’til my money stacked up to the ceiling
these n~ggas be on me, i ain’t got no feelings
daughter these hoes, i ain’t got no chillens
gotta pray every night cause i f~ck with the felons
these b~tches don’t like me, i don’t know why
they ain’t talkin’ no money, then “b~tch, goodbye”
i’m the sh~t and you the fly
got one up on me, lil, b~tch, you li~ie
i’m the star in the field, you bleachin’
and you know i can’t f~ck with no leeches
better have them bands for the features
i spit that sh~t like i’m a preacher
n~ggas be hoes, i don’t need ‘em
got her n~gga sayin’ he don’t like how i treat him
(but i don’t give a f~ck)
[chorus: marty valentine]
hot muf~cka get his mouth sewed up
havin’ straight drop, put that sh~t in the soda
i’m a young casanova
she give the good brain, she get a diploma
these b~tches green, yeah, they go like fiona
i be masked up, i ain’t gettin’ the rona
y’all p~ssy, i smell the aroma
ain’t havin’ money cause you can’t make the quota
imma tell the feds i just came out a coma
i ain’t witness sh~t, i ain’t rock with jehovah
i ain’t fold or bend, i ain’t doin’ no yoga
b~tch, i got a strap like i got a persona
on the phone we got different personas
ten toes, ain’t no pushin’ us over
i was gettin’ money, you was sittin’ on the sofa
it’s a tracphone, no, it ain’t motorola
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