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AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
RTB MB
RTB MB
Künstler:in
BandGang Lonnie Bands
BandGang Lonnie Bands
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Delante Landrum
Delante Landrum
Texte
Miles Bridges
Miles Bridges
Texte
Noah Meija
Noah Meija
Arrangeur:in
Spaceman
Spaceman
Arrangeur:in
PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
DJ Icee
DJ Icee
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Lyrics

[Chorus]
Told lil' baby, come smoke with me, ride with me
Mad 'bout it, but I been hit her, 550
Said she love me 'cause I turn her out, I ain't Timmy
She got the head of a Neutron, but I ain't Jimmy
In the crib with a bitch say she tryna do a line like Whitney
White bitch let me spear her from behind like Britney
So anxious, I'm like Ginuwine, I ain't picky
I can't give a bitch my time, I ain't Richie
[Verse 1]
Hey, might pass a lil' bitch to Frank, no Frisby
I might get a hundred pounds of crank, get busy
They call me Whole Thang Lonnie, bitch no skizzy
I made her sell that body, ass, and titties
Buck 50 half, and now I told that bitch to clean them pockets
See a trick, then point 'em out, I know this ho that'll get it out 'em
Lil' bitch, know how to use her mouth, but she wanna snort up all my powder
Bitch, you cutting into my ounce, I'm lettin' these bitches go for a thousand (Shit)
[Verse 2]
Hope you got a suit and tie when we slide
All my **** puttin' buttons on the Glock
I ain't gon' lie, baby, if yo' middle spot purified, that's the only way I'm fuckin' on her box
If you gon' slide, ****, slide, I done seen **** die
They wasn't lackin', they was clutchin' on they Glock
Puttin' bread on they head, in other words
You can say I'm puttin' dead muffins on they top
How the fuck did a **** from the south get a M, ****?
Get yo' bands up
Why the fuck is yo' bitch at my house 4 a.m., ****?
With her pants off?
[Verse 3]
Yeah, I fucked, but this house not a home, lil' baby
MB Vandross
Spin the block, throw some bullets at the main opp
And he caught it up top, call him Ran' Moss
[Chorus]
Told lil' baby, come smoke with me, ride with me
Mad 'bout it, but I been hit her, 550
Said she love me 'cause I turn her out, I ain't Timmy
She got the head of a Neutron, but I ain't Jimmy
In the crib with a bitch say she tryna do a line like Whitney
White bitch let me spear her from behind like Britney
So anxious I'm like Ginuwine, I ain't picky
I can't give a bitch my time, I ain't Richie
[Verse 4]
No fakin', bitch, it ain't on me, it's in me
I done mixed the shrooms with Quagen, bitch
I'ma well-known hippy
Bitch so bad, but she so basic
Bitch can't even rub two pennies
I done caught a quarter M off green cases
How he do that with no codeine in 'em?
[Verse 5]
I can sell salt to a snail
I can sell a square bitch to a pimp
I can eyeball a brick with no scale
I can put a couple shooters on that rim
I can get yo' ass poked up in jail
Get a **** sliced from ear to ear
Told that bitch, "No kiss and tell
Tell yo' **** I'm on yo' friend"
[Chorus]
Told lil' baby, come smoke with me, ride with me
Mad 'bout it, but I been hit her, 550
Said she love me 'cause I turn her out, I ain't Timmy
She got the head of a Neutron, but I ain't Jimmy
In the crib with a bitch say she tryna do a line like Whitney
White bitch let me spear her from behind like Britney
So anxious, I'm like Ginuwine, I ain't picky
I can't give a bitch my time, I ain't Richie
Written by: Delante Landrum, Miles Bridges, Noah Meija, Spaceman
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