lirik lagu mizzynova – fredo santana
keep a pole on me im not a wrestla
i got ya b~tch inna back of a tesla
purple drank on me cause i got some extra
one thing about me is ima finessa
blue benjis my pockets cause im flexa
n~ggas they kno dat mizzynova next up
why these n~ggas really think they can check us
guess what you can get shot in ya neck bruh
stay wit a bag on my body like santa
i got ya hoe givin neck on camera
she gave me head up top no dandruff
hit from da back she be draining my stamina
if da b~tch hang wit da oops ima blam her
pullup inna all black drop top phantom
pop out da cut like i’m fredo santana
rob a f~ck n~gga in my black bandana
i got some b~tches for different occasions
like blasians, jamaicans, ricans, caucasians
told dat lil b~tch if she not tryn f~ck den i dont got no time to waste on conversations
don’t give a f~ck if a opp at his job we pullup to his office and shoot at his station
member the day when we walked pass da opp n that boy crossed da street, the gang had his heart racin
n~ggas be bummy got no swag and no bag
n~ggas got no drip these n~ggas got no class
i still hit her even tho she got no ass
(uh) p90 on me make him run fast
we robbed ya homie tf u gon do bout it?
watchu wan do we can rumble or shoot bout it
even tho ya n~ggas ain pull that job
man you still a opp kuz the fact that you knew bout it
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don’t run up on us we got guns up on us so we make u look like d~ckhead p~ssy
you know if a n~gga talk down onna gang jus assume dat that n~gga jus been dead p~ssy
this opp told me jus come n slide to his let out, he dont kno dat for hours we been here p~ssy
n~gga just mad i be f~ckin his b~tch she be otp calling me big head p~ssy
n~ggas they be hatin on da gang hop off
ya b~tch finna walk she don’t get dropped off
i can really get this n~gga k!llt in 1 call
pullup to a opp block then we pop off
shoot em in his face he gon lose a eyeball
i’m shootin sh~t like the prime john wall
lil mizzy nova ima goat top dawg
ya pockets slow like a mf sloth
paint a n~gga down like my name bob ross
he cause me a problem that sh~t gettin solved
lil b~tch im don corlèone im da boss
lil b~tch come here im tryn get in them drawls
ion fear nun these n~ggas these n~ggas is soft
i get a bag n split it wit my dawgs
f~ck all the opps man we k!llin em all
b~tch we came here to shoot we ain’t come here to brawl
stay wit a bag on my body like santa
i got ya hoe givin neck on camera
she gave me head up top no dandruff
hit from da back she be draining my stamina
if da b~tch hang wit da oops ima blam her
pullup inna all black drop top phantom
pop out da cut like i’m fredo santana
rob a f~ck n~gga in my black bandana
Lirik lagu lainnya:
- lirik lagu one revolution – alienated
- lirik lagu el mala & arocena – se escapó conmigo
- lirik lagu necropolis – city of the damned
- lirik lagu scala mercalli – tolentino 1815
- lirik lagu moja – houdini
- lirik lagu yung giraffe – pistol whip
- lirik lagu wan shey – set me free
- lirik lagu rainbow kitten surprise – seven (live from athens georgia)
- lirik lagu peerio – kennst mich nicht
- lirik lagu jeremy garrett – magic