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Pradda - Taste Lyrics



Pradda - Taste Lyrics




Verse:

Pussy aint shit pay me in checks

Me no wan top me no wan sex

We aint got time f*ck yo patek

Don't need a nine I need a vest

Soon as you miss im at you neck



Sing like Figaro

Silver tip the clip

Stick you for the gold

Crater to yo globe

F*ck a finger roll

Dunkin in yo hoe

Shoot like Interpol

Never checkin tone

No I never fold

Let that nigga know

Imma him let go

Just to hit his home

You the king im the king killer

Everywhere I sit'll be a f*cking throne

Everywhere I lay'll be a f*cking home

Pradda be a rollin stone



Im done with these bitches talkin shit

On Twitter

Break ya jaw I don't kill em

If they real im realer

Point that chopper on ya ig

But you wont spill em

Kill me then yo connect's connect died god willing


Hook:

Dump in yo wraith aye

Empty the bank aye

Got my name in they mouth again

Come get a taste taste

Helluva day aye

Feel like I beat a case aye

Im in her mouth again

She luv the taste taste

Dump in yo wraith aye

Empty the bank aye

Got my name in they mouth again

Come get a taste taste

Helluva day aye

Feel like I beat a case aye

Im in her mouth again

She luv the taste taste



















Verse:








Uhh! load the choppas ima drag a bitch
I drop hits on niggas what you matching
Bitch, them same niggas throwin shots
Now they duckin sis, a bad bitch i know
You mad cause can't do it like this, i'm in
A black range rov and the seats is blue
That means i'm walking on water and i'm shitting
On you. know a couple cross dressers and they
Felons too but either way you to put it boy you
Cats is thru yo


First things first, i put that on everything i drop
I been bad since birth, know dese fags hurt
Mama in the mood quick to slap a bitch down
Just for stepping on my turf, you da op nigga
We don't shine like you, and we known to switch it up
We don't rhyme like you, bitches better keep it cute
Before i air these fools that bitch tryna grow a beard now she acting rude tuh
Love to suck a nigga dick til his back stiff, fat lips have him swerving off the mattress
Got this nigga doing back flips, mama do this mad easy, while you other niggas practice.
Josh said get ha so i got to split ha, been known for slaying niggas they should call me the killa,
Been had a few hittas, razor blades and killers,
Big momma drapped in chinchillas coming with them gorillas-yo

Hook:
Dump in yo wraith aye

Empty the bank aye

Got my name in they mouth again

Come get a taste taste

Helluva day aye

Feel like I beat a case aye

Im in her mouth again

She luv the taste taste
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Verse:

Pussy aint shit pay me in checks

Me no wan top me no wan sex

We aint got time f*ck yo patek

Don't need a nine I need a vest

Soon as you miss im at you neck



Sing like Figaro

Silver tip the clip

Stick you for the gold

Crater to yo globe

F*ck a finger roll

Dunkin in yo hoe

Shoot like Interpol

Never checkin tone

No I never fold

Let that nigga know

Imma him let go

Just to hit his home

You the king im the king killer

Everywhere I sit'll be a f*cking throne

Everywhere I lay'll be a f*cking home

Pradda be a rollin stone



Im done with these bitches talkin shit

On Twitter

Break ya jaw I don't kill em

If they real im realer

Point that chopper on ya ig

But you wont spill em

Kill me then yo connect's connect died god willing


Hook:

Dump in yo wraith aye

Empty the bank aye

Got my name in they mouth again

Come get a taste taste

Helluva day aye

Feel like I beat a case aye

Im in her mouth again

She luv the taste taste

Dump in yo wraith aye

Empty the bank aye

Got my name in they mouth again

Come get a taste taste

Helluva day aye

Feel like I beat a case aye

Im in her mouth again

She luv the taste taste



















Verse:








Uhh! load the choppas ima drag a bitch
I drop hits on niggas what you matching
Bitch, them same niggas throwin shots
Now they duckin sis, a bad bitch i know
You mad cause can't do it like this, i'm in
A black range rov and the seats is blue
That means i'm walking on water and i'm shitting
On you. know a couple cross dressers and they
Felons too but either way you to put it boy you
Cats is thru yo


First things first, i put that on everything i drop
I been bad since birth, know dese fags hurt
Mama in the mood quick to slap a bitch down
Just for stepping on my turf, you da op nigga
We don't shine like you, and we known to switch it up
We don't rhyme like you, bitches better keep it cute
Before i air these fools that bitch tryna grow a beard now she acting rude tuh
Love to suck a nigga dick til his back stiff, fat lips have him swerving off the mattress
Got this nigga doing back flips, mama do this mad easy, while you other niggas practice.
Josh said get ha so i got to split ha, been known for slaying niggas they should call me the killa,
Been had a few hittas, razor blades and killers,
Big momma drapped in chinchillas coming with them gorillas-yo

Hook:
Dump in yo wraith aye

Empty the bank aye

Got my name in they mouth again

Come get a taste taste

Helluva day aye

Feel like I beat a case aye

Im in her mouth again

She luv the taste taste
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