Fiend - Lemon Squeeze - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

05.10.2018

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[Chorus: Young Thug] Lemon squeez, ridin through the street with no lemon She goin park and get on the bus, that's her decision Money tall, nothing midget Pay me a visit, I pay tuitions on a trip All the bitches in my periferal, that’s my decision You don't understand me, pay attention I got these bitches with me, I feel like I'm pimpin I’m bangin red from the ground up, I'm drippin My diamonds so wet, like the Pasific Yeah, I tell you pussy niggas, be spesific [Verse 1: Fiend] Lemon squeez, you don't step to me, nigga please You ain't a hood nigga unless you spendin cheese Won't bless you if you sneeze I'm cooler than a winter breez No tricks up my sleeves I be with them Gs Ridin with that yapa No love for a copper Lookin for a head doctor Banana clip, supersized Point it at that hoe nigga you idolise Orange juice, a nice slice Bout to cut your wife, I ain't nothin nice Never hit it twice I just put it in the light I go for that head like lice [Chorus: Young Thug] Lemon squeez, ridin through the street with no lemon She goin park and get on the bus, that's her decision Money tall, nothing midget Pay me a visit, I pay tuitions on a trip All the bitches in my periferal, that’s my decision You don’t understand me, pay attention I got these bitches with me, I feel like I'm pimpin I’m bangin red from the ground up, I'm drippin My diamonds so wet, like the Pasific Yeah, I tell you pussy niggas, be spesific [Verse 2: Fi Chief] I be runnin and gunnin, and don't give a fuck who you're muggin That 30, that’s what I'm clutchin Your print, I ain't touch it No more fuckin and rubbin That stupid bitch you be lovin That ain't nothin, we gettin blunted If you wanna smoke somethin, so I took her in beaters, she wanna suck on my peter So I let her and skeet her, my neck still was believer Man, you know how I treat her, cause I be doggin 'm all Call that bitch a receiver, cause she be catchin my ball You ain't gotta believe me, you can ask all my dogs Man, that bitch was no keeper, I kicked her straight out my door She was takin it off, and I was all in her jaw No, I was all in her grill, so you can call me Paul Wall [Chorus: Young Thug] Lemon squeez, ridin through the street with no lemon She goin park and get on the bus, that's her decision Money tall, nothing midget Pay me a visit, I pay tuitions on a trip All the bitches in my periferal, that's my decision You don't understand me, pay attention I got these bitches with me, I feel like I'm pimpin I'm bangin red from the ground up, I'm drippin My diamonds so wet, like the Pasific Yeah, I tell you pussy niggas, be spesific
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