Lyrics P&M Liquors (feat. 3rd World Momo) - Lil Blood

I just popped a couple shmackers bouta go to mars,
Bouta go to lease, bouta bouta bars,
Talking to a star lul thick bitch,
I'm just trynna figure if she lick dick,
Momo in the cuddie sneaky wit the mack,
I got shooters in the front,
And got shooters in the back,
I'm jus trynna chill,
I'm trynna knock some,
Pray i make it home befoe i pop some,
Baby keep on peeking looking real truce,
Like we can leave this bitch and make a real move,
Bitch we can leave this bitch and make a real move,
I'm talking motion picture bitch and have her real smooth,
This the .45 fully but the .40 combat,
I'm clutching while I'm trappin,
Push a nigga shit back,
Bitch you speaking on Big c's they'll leave your fucking head flat,
Nigga where your bread at?
Choppa with the next strap,
I'm all about my chicken trynna check the next trap,
I don't see none of you bitches tell you bitches step back,
Watching extra in the kitchen telling him bring the grams back,
My lul brody hit the road i tell him bring the hams back,
(Hams back)
Free brody he keep that .40 on him,
Lul bro ain't gonna stop until that rollie on him,
Hit him with the fully now it's holy on him,
Made him pray to god he went holy on him,
I air this bitch out with the motherfuckin' quickness,
Yeah every bitch i fucked with bitch know it was business,
I don't fuck with it if it ain't bout the chicken,
I air this bitch out with the motherfuckin' quickness