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Tell the judge suck my dick and tell the state to kiss my ass Wanted Gucci on my buckle, so I had to hustle (hustle, hustle) Stomach growlin’ like a lion, I was really hungry Ain’t nobody wanna help me, got it on my lonely (my lonely) Jaleen that my brother, we like Rich Homie and Thugger Disrespect my whodie, then I’m shootin’ at your mother, huh (your mother) Promethazine and Sprite, but I ain’t fuckin’ with no molly (no way) Contacto | Política de Privacidad | Política de Cookies, Las letras disponibles tienen propósitos meramente educativos. Wanted Gucci on my buckle, so I had to hustle (hustle, hustle) Stomach growlin’ like a lion, I was really hungry Ain’t nobody wanna help me, got it on my lonely (my lonely) Jaleen that my brother, we like Rich Homie and Thugger Disrespect my whodie, then I’m shootin’ at your mother, huh (your mother) 'When I fuc*** that ni*** bitch, that really made that ni*** sit. If that bitch start actin’ up, just go and find another, huh (sheesh) Wanted Gucci on my buckle, so I had to hustle (hustle, hustle) Stomach growlin' like a lion, I was really hungry Ain't nobody wanna help me, got it on my lonely (my lonely) Me and my team we first, why you pussy niggas in last Quarter pound of ganja pack, I stretch it like elastic, huh (elastic) Made it through the struggle, got it off the muscle (off the muscle)Wanted Gucci on my buckle, so I had to hustle (hustle, hustle)Stomach growlin' like a lion, I was really hungryAin't nobody wanna help me, got it on my lonely (my lonely)Jaleen that my brother, we like Rich Homie and ThuggerDisrespect my whodie, then I'm shootin' at your mother, huh (your mother)Boy I know you love her, cause' you f*** without a rubber, huhIf that bitch start actin' up, just go and find another, huh (sheesh)Gucci, Louis, Hermes and Givenchy on my body (yeah)Promethazine and Sprite, but I ain't fuckin' with no molly (no way)Big shout-out to Kodak Black, he follow me on InstaIf you wanna chop it up, I put it in a blender (blender)Flokka smokin' niggas, I ain't got nothin' to give ya' (bye)I'm shootin' out the sun roof, Sosa shootin' out the window (bang)Yeah, this is a freestyle ni*** you ain't gotta ask me (nah)Pussy squirtin', mini skirt, I like my bitches nasty, uhAnd she make all A's and B's, I like my bitches classy, huh (classy)Quarter pound of ganja pack, I stretch it like elastic, huh (elastic)Take you to the Gucci store, then flip it like gymnastics (flip it)Juugin and finessin', we was counting all our blessings (for real)Your bitch do the Melly pose cause I'm a living legend, I'm that ni*** from that Ave you don't even know to haveJust to walk through my hood, pu*** boy, you need a passTell the judge suck my dick and tell the state to kiss my assMe and my team we first, why you pu*** niggas in lastCrackers all on my dick 'cause they say I made a hitWhen I grabbed the microphone they like: 'Sosa you can spit! Promethazine and Sprite, but I ain’t fuckin’ with no molly (no way) display: none !important; I’m shootin’ out the sun roof, Sosa shootin’ out the window (bang) Ain’t nobody wanna help me, got it on my lonely (my lonely) [Verse:] * Agradecemos a XaviBarna por haber añadido la letra 'YNW Freestyle' de YNW Melly. Your bitch do the Melly pose cause I’m a living legend Wanted Gucci on my buckle, so I had to hustle (hustle, hustle) Stomach growlin’ like a lion, I was really hungry Ain’t nobody wanna help me, got it on my lonely (my lonely) Jaleen that my brother, we like Rich Homie and Thugger Disrespect my whodie, then I’m shootin’ at your mother, huh (your mother) .hide-if-no-js { Chistes de música, frases, beneficios de la música... 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