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- P-Lo crystal 歌詞
- P-Lo
- Aye had to let a b*tch go
Aye had to let a b*tch go
Aye Aye
Aye aye aye aye
Uh hella saucy I'm crystal
I go dumb Too $hort blow the whistle
I'm the one you the two like a pencil
Aye you don't live what's posted on your Insta
All that fakin' you can save it
Ain't your kid so I'm not the one to play with
She always callin' always beggin' me to save her
Rockin' with my gang it came up with me from the pavement
B*tch I'm on my big dog status
I'm on your s*it don't matter
She want the wood like cabin
Just one time don't feel like stabbin' uh
On the run I ran pages
I'm the one that makes girls love Asians
When I'm around it's no statements
They thought I talk flagrant
Poppin' like Crisco aye
Had to let a b*tch go aye had to let a b*tch go aye
Lot of bands keep a big roll aye
Had to let a b*tch know aye uh
Poppin' like Crisco aye
Had to let a b*tch go aye had to let a b*tch go aye
Lot of bands keep a big roll aye
Had to let a b*tch know aye
Yeah uh
Aye had to let a b*tch go
Aye had to let a b*tch go
Had to let that broke b*tch be
Buck down pay 450 for these ripped jeans
Well respected in these streets like I'm Big Meech
Glock 23 but the clip hold 16
These n*ggas wanna be me but they can't though
Choppa make a n*gga sing like he Dej Loaf
F*ck me my enemies you need to pray for
I could never trick or give this **** to a stank hoe
Talk down I'm at your doorstep like a Jehovah
In that G Wagon no this ain't no f*ckin' Rover
When you slide ain't no talkin' b*tch bend over
But I ain't hittin' s*it if it got a odor
How you trapper of the year workin' at Best Buy
VVS on my chain this ain't SI
Thought that vest was gon' save you but that best lie
And no I ain't catchin' feelin's I just catch flights n*gga
N*gga n*gga n*gga n*gga n*gga
Stop actin' like you sick boy you perfectly fine
You favorite rapper not the truth I heard he a liey
N*gga even when I'm wrong think I'm personally right
And you n* gga got b*tch ways he fasholy a dyke
Had to let that b*tch go with her retarded ass
The boy fallin' off Nah b*tch I was just fallin' back
Politics is politics and you don't want no parts of that
You ain't got no house so where that chimmy ass apartment at
And if I told you 'bout my drank then you might start to laugh
B*tch I ain't sendin' you no Uber dammit call a cab
Ain't no point of lyin' to me I know all the facts
And my real my number I won't give but you can call the trap
We don't f*ck with snitches hell to the nah
And if them rollers snatched you up you would tell them the law
If a war had started you would tell em to call
You put my name on paperwork shells'll mail in the morn
Poppin' like Crisco aye
Had to let a b*tch go aye had to let a b*tch go aye
Lot of bands keep a big roll aye
Had to let a b*tch know aye uh
Poppin' like Crisco aye
Had to let a b*tch go aye had to let a b*tch go aye
Lot of bands keep a big roll aye
Had to let a b*tch know aye
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