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P Miller Lyrics - Artist : ThouxanBanFauni
(Holdup Pavé, what is this?)
(LiqLiq play that fire) I say my health just like my bitch, it's toxic and bad as shit And my pimp game like my Glock, bi-polar and quick to switch I turn my opps to stripper bitches, banana clip make em' split SRT so fast, the cops don't even wanna' keep up with it Two-twenty on that dash, floor the pedal, make it crank I ain't even have no checking account, we hit your stash-house, took your bank Percy Miller with that K, got no limits this a tank Opps don't even [?] they don't think, headshot, headshot, aim for the brain Bitch it's a dog eat dog world, big bank always take lil' bank I hurt his feelings by fucking his girl, nigga like me gon' fuck up your world All of my guap is straight out the mud and niggas like yall always complain You the type to go to the manager, ask for customer service, still get named My hoe yellow, my opps red, we gon' pullup leave em' all dead My fit black, cops is blue, we don't fuck with no uniformed dudes Steady stepping, stomping, marching, like we in the army too TTB don't do no recruiting, wanna' be gang best get to shooting Shit got hot, drove to California, three times up on my opponent One in the kidney and two in the chest, turn that boy to a organ donor He was my bro til' he went rogue, spin the block on him cause' now he a hoe Ruger with a beam, that's a real light show Chech and Chong, these niggas get smoked Thirtyfour double o that's my oath (yeah, nah for real) Stock on the AK, woodgrain, oak (woodgrain, oak) Headshot face, niggas get poked (niggas get poked) You keep her body, I just want her throat (just want her throat) You ain't jump in that water, you can't drive the boat (you can't drive the boat) Juggin' and finessin' em' all til' they broke (all til' they broke) He thought he kept up but he not even close (he not even close) I say my health just like my bitch, it's toxic and bad as shit And my pimp game like my Glock, bi-polar and quick to switch I turn my opps to stripper bitches, banana clip make em' split SRT so fast, the cops don't even wanna' keep up with it Two-twenty on that dash, floor the pedal, make it crank I ain't even have no checking account, we hit your stash-house, took your bank Percy Miller with that K, got no limits this a tank Opps don't even [?] they don't think, headshot, headshot, aim for the brain Haha, yeah, sye Nah for real, fuck these niggas |
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