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Keith Johnson
Keith Johnson
Begleitgesang
Devin Gladney
Devin Gladney
Begleitgesang
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Keith Johnson
Keith Johnson
Songwriter:in
D. Ithaca
D. Ithaca
Songwriter:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
Mvrlon Bando
Mvrlon Bando
Mastering-Ingenieur:in
Mix god
Mix god
Ingenieur:in
DJ Chopp-A-Lot
DJ Chopp-A-Lot
Produzent:in

Lyrics

If yo **** want that smoke
Light that gas and make him choke
If she wanna spend yo dough
Supersoak her to the floor
If yo **** want that smoke
Light that gas and make him choke
If she wanna spend yo dough
Supersoak her to the floor
Welcome to the party baby
Get it televised
From the yay to the A
Shawty clap them thighs
Bad bitch want it
I can see it in her eyes
Wavy **** stack them chips
I like em high high
Black jack on my bags
Run it up fuck a tab
Give a fuck bout a price
Ima tell you my price
Been married to this game
I ain't celibate
Hit the kill switch
Every time when i kill shìt
Pin her
face down
Ass up
Snatch her lace
Blow her back
Lick the clit
Kiss her lips
How it taste
Real classy in the streets
In these bed she a freak
Blew them stacks on her ass
Made her drop to her knees
Suck my dick
Make me nut
Then I put it in her gut
Boss **** wit the shits
And I come wit many wits
Then I whip up in that quick fast
Something like that NASCAR
Fast track
Maybach
Lier Jet
Been a star
If yo **** want that smoke
Light that gas and make him choke
If she wanna spend yo dough
Supersoak her to the floor
If yo **** want that smoke
Light that gas and make him choke
If she wanna spend yo dough
Supersoak her to the floor
Aye yo I'm fire
I'm pressure
And all you **** lesser
You say you want a diamond
Yet can't take this pressure
FELL OFF? NEVER!
I'm just real clever
You ain't the biggest lil boy
And you'll never be ****
Always second best
You a copycat wanna be
It's the gag for me
You been a NO you see
Ski mask on so you never catch me slipping B
Made her put that ass on the table like the senate B
New **** drip me
Put me up in furs
VVS diamonds make my neck say burr
Send the driver baby
I rather be chauffeured
I'm all about that MunYon
Get it till the sun done
Pepsi never coke
we don't fuck around ski slopes
My head game so cold
It'll make you wanna elope
Yous a mad hoe ! Mad hoe !
Goin out bad hoe
I thought you'd pop by now it's really kinda sad ho
If yo **** want that smoke
Light that gas and make him choke
If she wanna spend yo dough
Supersoak her to the floor
If yo **** want that smoke
Light that gas and make him choke
If she wanna spend yo dough
Aye yo stop the muthafuckin beat lemme holla at these **** real quick
I heard them pockets on hefty
I'm trying bag that
Yo new man a lame dawg
Go ahead and trash that
Since MySpace I been hot
These new **** is big not
Been that big ****
since the big wheels
and the sandbox
Take yo **** and yo bitch
Which one take a pick
Matter fact both of yall
We can do all types of shit
My pics break the net
Make yo **** break his neck
Each time I creep with him
He know he gotta cut the check
Payin payin payin payin payin payin boy
begging begging begging begging begging begging boy
Payin payin payin payin payin payin boy
Begging begiing begging begging begging begging boy
If yo **** want that smoke
Light that gas and make him choke
If she wanna spend yo dough
Supersoak her to the floor
YEEE!
Written by: D. Ithaca, Keith Johnson
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