paroles de chanson Booker T - 1TakeQuan

Ugly nigga with the hair 1take booger t
Finna bust down my neck with ten piece

Shooter

Spray her whole face til it's empty
Beat a nigga mutha fucking ass simply

I fuck with the bloods but my whole family crips
Gotta say I don't bang one moe time socking lips
Yea I know you thirsty but you can't hit this fifth
Didnt wanna drop her off so I called a Lyft

Don't invite no niggas we want hores bro
Hollow tips hungry eat his whole torso
Tell you the truth couldn't dare me to fold
I been living life like I got a cheat code
GTA
Say it to my face
Like what he see
I don't bake
But I want the cake
Need ah Anna Mae
Lord protect em If ever see any enemy
Devil in my ear fuck that Nigga leave scene

Don't reply to text I really ignore hoes
If she got that gas that nut come turbo
You don't get no pass ayo it don't sayso
I am not lawyer aint not arguing case closed
My bitch ball just like Lisa Leslie
If Niggas worked at the cleaners couldn't press me
She ask me me why I walk like that Bitch this dick heavy
My head already pumped up I don't need a Chevy

Leave a nigga lumped up bitch these hang work
In bedroom she gone praise me like it's church
I got something that's gone make a bitch lurk
You aint nothing for me worry about sir
Before I go in my pocket she go in her purse
Fucking in the back seat wipe the cum with my shirt
Really in the field all my niggas play on turf
Send em through the air I ain't talking bout no nerf