paroles de chanson Pro (OneTakeGang) - Lil Jedi
I
need
a
milli
milli
or
no
dealy
dealy
and
an
extra
50
for
the
show
Shorty
get
silly
silly
cause
my
neck
on
chilly
and
Im
really
really
with
ya
hoe
I
like
em
itty
bitty
but
real
pretty
pretty
if
you
in
the
city
we
could
go
She
think
I'm
witty
witty
but
I'm
nitty
gritty
now
I'm
in
the
kitty
like
a
pro
Yeah
She
hit
me
like
'come
touch
it'
I
hit
her
back
'come
suck
it'
I
want
the
neck,
we
ain't
fucking?
Then
fuck
it
If
you
knucking
I'm
up
and
then
bucking
these
buckets
Eat
til
she
full
then
you
swallow
the
suffix
Birds
of
a
feather
I
pick
one
and
pluck
it
Got
my
hand
in
the
(Err!)
watch
me
play
like
a
puppet
I
don't
care
what
you
did
cause
I
already
done
it
Give
me
the
crown
I'm
a
king
bitch,
man
of
my
town
thats
some
king
shit
Pass
me
the
cup
I
don't
care
what
you
drinking
If
I
say
it's
a
dub
I
don't
care
what
you
thinking
Lit
like
a
lamp,
I
bought
a
stick
then
I
lit
up
yo
camp
Call
me
the
goat
all
you
rappers
is
lamb
Foot
on
they
throat
all
these
rappers
is
fans
Foot
on
they
throat
it's
a
wrap
for
ya
mans
Foot
on
they
throat
I
just
got
an
advance,
blew
it
off
She
give
me
brain,
shorty
knew
it
all
Shorty
an
eater,
chew
it
off
Hundreds
is
crip,
blew
it
all
That
mean
they
all
blue,
that
mean
its
all
new
Say
I'm
the
man,
thats
all
you
Man
I
don't
rap
like
that
bitch,
man
I
don't
cap
like
that
bitch
Talking
out
ya
neck
you
get
clapped
like
that
bitch
Got
his
brother
on
the
block
like
'damn
what
happened?'
You
ain't
getting
money,
I
swear
we
cashing
Boy
you
be
a
dummy,
I
swear
we
having
Get
a
grip,
make
it
flip,
damn
we
adding
Put
the
tip
on
her
lip,
hit,
I'm
dashing
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah,
wait,
turn
the
beat
back
on
I
need
a
milli
milli
or
no
dealy
dealy
and
an
extra
50
for
the
show
Shorty
get
silly
silly
cause
my
neck
on
chilly
and
Im
really
really
with
ya
hoe
I
like
em
itty
bitty
but
real
pretty
pretty
if
you
in
the
city
we
could
go
Bitch
And
thats
light
man
they
said
I
couldn't
rap,
what
are
they
talking
about?
And
I
know
I
skipped
the
last
bar
Y'all
cant
do
what
I
just
did
thats
a
freestyle
bro
I
didnt
write
nothing
Designer
the
toes,
fancy
the
clothes
I
can't
be
friends
with
no
foes,
I
can't
be
friends
with
these
hoes
I
only
trust
in
the
bros,
but
they
be
faking
Play
with
me
I
make
the
choppa
sing
even
the
Draco
be
Drake-ing
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