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Katrina Video (MV)




Performed By: Penny Fleet
Length: 2:28
Written by: Johnathan Fleetwood, Penny Fleet




Penny Fleet - Katrina Lyrics




Ouuu Ouuu Ouuu
Her name is Katrina, Baddie!
Yeeaah!

Slide in the hood i'm dropping the top i hop out the Beamer (I Hop out the beamer!)
Walk in my trap my baddie she wit me her name is Katrina (Her Name is Katrina!)
Nigga Ya cappin' you broke my pockets they phat and they greener (Racks Racks!)
Play wit it my name and them shooters they comin' they hungry they eager (Bow Bow Bow!)
Nigga i'm lit i'm hot like a fever
Rocking the Gucci and mix it wit diesel (Drip Drip!)
Ballin' on niggas should play for the eagles
Cuts in my jeans I'ma rockstar a beetle (Aaahhhh!)

Niggas be hatin bit really wann be you
All of my diamonds they water they see thru
Toatin the weapon you know that its lethal (Boow!)
Came a long way used to sleep in the regal (The Reagal!)

Came out the dirt caught a wave surf
Benz wit a driver chauffeur (Skrt Skrt!)
Come getcha bitch don't know her (Getcho Bitch!)
Too much drip like yogurt (Whoo Whoo!)
These ain't slippers they loafers (Damn!)
Tatts on my body no shirt
VVS' on my wrist they boulders (Drip Drip!)
Hating on me it wont work (F*ck Em!)

Mind on my money i gotta stay focus i'm stacking the cheese (Stacking The Cheese!)
Rocking designer i'm drippin' too much man i do this wit ease (This Shit Is Too Easy!)
Pockets got 50s and 100s you know that they green like some peas (Big Racks!)
All of this ice that's on me my nigga i'm cool like a breeze (Whoo Whoo Whoo!)
12 tried to book me they sent the subpoena
My bitch got a big head i'm callin' her Gina
I'm ballin' so hard i need a arena (Swish!)
They lookin' they stare when i hop the out Beamer (Wooooooo!)
My gang took his took his bitch if he ask we ain't seen her
He Run up on me and i blow out his femur
Steady chasing this cash cause baby i'm eager
Movin' right on em don't follow i lead em (Nah!)
Walk in the trap, see the pot and i beat it
Cant get no divorce cause its cheaper to keep her
Pull up in a Benz yeah its a two seater (Skrt Skrt!)
My momma will murk you i call her madea
I'm rocking the Louie it mix wit supreme
Came out the mud now I'm living the dream
These niggas show fake love its not what it seem
Don't care bout these niggas I'm chasing the green (F*ck Em F*ck Em!)

Came out the dirt caught a wave surf
Benz wit a driver chauffeur (Skrt Skrt!)
Come getcha bitch dont know her (Getcho Bitch!)
Too much drip like yogurt
These aint slippers they loafers
Tatts on my body no shirt
VVS' on my wrist they boulders
Hating on me it wont work
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Ouuu Ouuu Ouuu
Her name is Katrina, Baddie!
Yeeaah!

Slide in the hood i'm dropping the top i hop out the Beamer (I Hop out the beamer!)
Walk in my trap my baddie she wit me her name is Katrina (Her Name is Katrina!)
Nigga Ya cappin' you broke my pockets they phat and they greener (Racks Racks!)
Play wit it my name and them shooters they comin' they hungry they eager (Bow Bow Bow!)
Nigga i'm lit i'm hot like a fever
Rocking the Gucci and mix it wit diesel (Drip Drip!)
Ballin' on niggas should play for the eagles
Cuts in my jeans I'ma rockstar a beetle (Aaahhhh!)

Niggas be hatin bit really wann be you
All of my diamonds they water they see thru
Toatin the weapon you know that its lethal (Boow!)
Came a long way used to sleep in the regal (The Reagal!)

Came out the dirt caught a wave surf
Benz wit a driver chauffeur (Skrt Skrt!)
Come getcha bitch don't know her (Getcho Bitch!)
Too much drip like yogurt (Whoo Whoo!)
These ain't slippers they loafers (Damn!)
Tatts on my body no shirt
VVS' on my wrist they boulders (Drip Drip!)
Hating on me it wont work (F*ck Em!)

Mind on my money i gotta stay focus i'm stacking the cheese (Stacking The Cheese!)
Rocking designer i'm drippin' too much man i do this wit ease (This Shit Is Too Easy!)
Pockets got 50s and 100s you know that they green like some peas (Big Racks!)
All of this ice that's on me my nigga i'm cool like a breeze (Whoo Whoo Whoo!)
12 tried to book me they sent the subpoena
My bitch got a big head i'm callin' her Gina
I'm ballin' so hard i need a arena (Swish!)
They lookin' they stare when i hop the out Beamer (Wooooooo!)
My gang took his took his bitch if he ask we ain't seen her
He Run up on me and i blow out his femur
Steady chasing this cash cause baby i'm eager
Movin' right on em don't follow i lead em (Nah!)
Walk in the trap, see the pot and i beat it
Cant get no divorce cause its cheaper to keep her
Pull up in a Benz yeah its a two seater (Skrt Skrt!)
My momma will murk you i call her madea
I'm rocking the Louie it mix wit supreme
Came out the mud now I'm living the dream
These niggas show fake love its not what it seem
Don't care bout these niggas I'm chasing the green (F*ck Em F*ck Em!)

Came out the dirt caught a wave surf
Benz wit a driver chauffeur (Skrt Skrt!)
Come getcha bitch dont know her (Getcho Bitch!)
Too much drip like yogurt
These aint slippers they loafers
Tatts on my body no shirt
VVS' on my wrist they boulders
Hating on me it wont work
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Writer: Johnathan Fleetwood, Penny Fleet
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