If she bad go on drop that bag or something
Girl let me see what you got in them jeans go on shake that ass or something
Smell like dope when we pass we smoking on gas or something
Let a f*ck n*gga reach and a lesson I teach cause a n*gga gone blast or something
I'm gone draw quick like Klay
Burn em
Sauté
Let him play doing life like Ray need a new umpire cause my city never safe
Got a graveyard on his belt weigh him down so his pants never on his waist
B*tch hit
You ain't got no taste
I don't even want that face
I'm in my Jansport
CM the gang and you know what I stand for
B*tch I'm the landlord
Run up them racks what the f*ck is you playing for
What you twisting your hands for
Give a f*ck about that set f*ck around and be laying for it
Wu wop the ban for it
If i'm on his song better know that he paying for it
She be throwing that ass or something
I'm gone drop that bag or something
She be throwing that ass or something
To the face, I ain't even gone pass or nothing little b*tch
If she bad go on drop that bag or something
Girl let me see what you got in them jeans go on shake that ass or something
Smell like dope when we pass we smoking on gas or something
Let a f*ck n*gga reach and a lesson I teach cause a n*gga gone blast or something
She got a ass she thick
And she a classy b*tch
I hit her I didn't mean to smash the b*tch
So now I'm about to pass the b*tch uh
Bando be dripping I'm really that n*gga
Just ask her yeah she ate my d*ck before you kissed her
Ain't have to pay her I just blew a swisher
You can't set me up b*tch I keep me a pistol
Shake that ass hoe
For that cash hoe
Show your ass
Make your baby daddy mad hoe
Sh*t I f*ck up them racks anyway
I f*ck up a case and I pick up a case
We pull up skirting tires it's amazing
I'm high fried off that gas we glazing
Your b*tch came to me man I didn't have to chase her
I don't want to f*ck her really cause she basic
If you hear me talking I'm talking about faces money on my mind everyday basis
Stick in my pocket I ain't got to chase you
They know me they give me that sh*t b*tch I ain't got to take it
I'm hot ouu Satan
She wanna face me I kill that p*ssy like Jason
Now shake that ass b*tch
I'm gone throw this cash b*tch Shake that ass b*tch
Shake that ass b*tch
4muchrayray - Or Sumn (feat. Bando Rakkz) Lyrics
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If she bad go on drop that bag or something
Girl let me see what you got in them jeans go on shake that ass or something
Smell like dope when we pass we smoking on gas or something
Let a f*ck n*gga reach and a lesson I teach cause a n*gga gone blast or something
I'm gone draw quick like Klay
Burn em
Sauté
Let him play doing life like Ray need a new umpire cause my city never safe
Got a graveyard on his belt weigh him down so his pants never on his waist
B*tch hit
You ain't got no taste
I don't even want that face
I'm in my Jansport
CM the gang and you know what I stand for
B*tch I'm the landlord
Run up them racks what the f*ck is you playing for
What you twisting your hands for
Give a f*ck about that set f*ck around and be laying for it
Wu wop the ban for it
If i'm on his song better know that he paying for it
She be throwing that ass or something
I'm gone drop that bag or something
She be throwing that ass or something
To the face, I ain't even gone pass or nothing little b*tch
If she bad go on drop that bag or something
Girl let me see what you got in them jeans go on shake that ass or something
Smell like dope when we pass we smoking on gas or something
Let a f*ck n*gga reach and a lesson I teach cause a n*gga gone blast or something
She got a ass she thick
And she a classy b*tch
I hit her I didn't mean to smash the b*tch
So now I'm about to pass the b*tch uh
Bando be dripping I'm really that n*gga
Just ask her yeah she ate my d*ck before you kissed her
Ain't have to pay her I just blew a swisher
You can't set me up b*tch I keep me a pistol
Shake that ass hoe
For that cash hoe
Show your ass
Make your baby daddy mad hoe
Sh*t I f*ck up them racks anyway
I f*ck up a case and I pick up a case
We pull up skirting tires it's amazing
I'm high fried off that gas we glazing
Your b*tch came to me man I didn't have to chase her
I don't want to f*ck her really cause she basic
If you hear me talking I'm talking about faces money on my mind everyday basis
Stick in my pocket I ain't got to chase you
They know me they give me that sh*t b*tch I ain't got to take it
I'm hot ouu Satan
She wanna face me I kill that p*ssy like Jason
Now shake that ass b*tch
I'm gone throw this cash b*tch Shake that ass b*tch
Shake that ass b*tch
Girl let me see what you got in them jeans go on shake that ass or something
Smell like dope when we pass we smoking on gas or something
Let a f*ck n*gga reach and a lesson I teach cause a n*gga gone blast or something
I'm gone draw quick like Klay
Burn em
Sauté
Let him play doing life like Ray need a new umpire cause my city never safe
Got a graveyard on his belt weigh him down so his pants never on his waist
B*tch hit
You ain't got no taste
I don't even want that face
I'm in my Jansport
CM the gang and you know what I stand for
B*tch I'm the landlord
Run up them racks what the f*ck is you playing for
What you twisting your hands for
Give a f*ck about that set f*ck around and be laying for it
Wu wop the ban for it
If i'm on his song better know that he paying for it
She be throwing that ass or something
I'm gone drop that bag or something
She be throwing that ass or something
To the face, I ain't even gone pass or nothing little b*tch
If she bad go on drop that bag or something
Girl let me see what you got in them jeans go on shake that ass or something
Smell like dope when we pass we smoking on gas or something
Let a f*ck n*gga reach and a lesson I teach cause a n*gga gone blast or something
She got a ass she thick
And she a classy b*tch
I hit her I didn't mean to smash the b*tch
So now I'm about to pass the b*tch uh
Bando be dripping I'm really that n*gga
Just ask her yeah she ate my d*ck before you kissed her
Ain't have to pay her I just blew a swisher
You can't set me up b*tch I keep me a pistol
Shake that ass hoe
For that cash hoe
Show your ass
Make your baby daddy mad hoe
Sh*t I f*ck up them racks anyway
I f*ck up a case and I pick up a case
We pull up skirting tires it's amazing
I'm high fried off that gas we glazing
Your b*tch came to me man I didn't have to chase her
I don't want to f*ck her really cause she basic
If you hear me talking I'm talking about faces money on my mind everyday basis
Stick in my pocket I ain't got to chase you
They know me they give me that sh*t b*tch I ain't got to take it
I'm hot ouu Satan
She wanna face me I kill that p*ssy like Jason
Now shake that ass b*tch
I'm gone throw this cash b*tch Shake that ass b*tch
Shake that ass b*tch
Writer: Raymon Wright
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid