Edai - FuFu - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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Verse 1 - Edai Why you acting funny with your funny ass, aye For a show, bitch, I need a hundred cash, aye Don't make me put 600 boys up on your ass, aye With all that fufu shit I just don't understand, aye Acting fufu Ima tell my youngin's blast 'em Headshot, I know, damn, his momma sad huh? Smoking tooka I just grabbed it out the bag, aye You lil fufu ass bitch I know you mad, aye I cop a 'Maro just so I can fuckin' drag race I hit the sport button on 'em, he think he passed me? I smack a hooker and she say I make her ass ache Finnese a hundred bands but that shit didn't last me I'm rolling like a bitch, bitch I'm uppin' Cascade I'm rolling while I'm rolling, bitch I'm in the fast lane Them blue lights on me, bitch you gotta catch me I do the dash on 'em, I just passed 160 I say hold up I got asthma, now catch my breath Call my old bitch she look badder, say to myself If I see her Ima smash her, she off a gram And I know her man got mad at me, but I dont care Cause he dont wanna fucking fight doe, damn Have my shorties up them pipes on 'em And send them shells they have his life on 'em On 600, we Black Discip's homie I ride with Famous he got pipe on him I pipe your bitch I got the pipe on her Cause if you walking ain't no fighting homie I gotta do you and your wife homie They say King Koopa all she talk about Wanna see my gun, bitch what you talking 'bout He wanna brick don't know what he talking 'bout We send some shots if you gon' run your mouth And them shooters run up in your house If you a shooter, we can shoot it out I touch a million, I need a new account And every week its a new amount I say look bitch I be banding, I chase that wealth Bitch I'm too real to be dancing, so save that there And this bitch talking bout romancing, don't do that there Hit that cut and then we blasting, we wasting shells I be with BD's and some Vice Lords, from out West And them niggas got them pipes blowing, to your chest You gonna see your fucking life gone, 4-15-12 Put with .40 with a thirty now I see like fifteen 12's Sneak dissing on the internet, don't do that there Well you talking like you into that, we lose you there Hit yo' block and then we run you down, what shoes you wear? Put this nina in your mouth lil boy, now chew that there
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