Dem Franchize Boyz
Dem Franchize Boyz - Suckas Come And Try Me songtekst
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Suckas come and try me They goin find yo body If a nigga try me, then he goin die I keep my tool cock like Debo's eyes And when I draw down Ana tryin to scare you I make you 1,2,step like ya name Ciara Put yo cha vest round yo head Protect yo face I been gettin money like collection plates I put yo face on a shirt and fronted on front page Try me if you wanna I got more nines then fourth grade I re-up on the first then again on the third I'm in tha hood like a fire hydrogen, sittin on the curb And I got heart, I got grain, I got pills boy I'm on da block posted up like a billboard And I got that torch, so you know that I blast metal If you went away, we steppin on you like a gas pedal And I got that linen squeeze so I grip my pipe tight Most of these niggas mad cause we shinin like some bright lights sucka, sucka, sucka, sucka come and try me sucka come and try me they goin find yo body I got hoes fo days Dro fo days A choppa that sprays I keep that thrown away Sucka nigga wanna try yo ass goin die 6 feet under the dirt, you lie So duck when I buss I shot yo ass off angle Dripping blood on my shoes Dry yo ass on a hanger We da true, who care, Franchise lets get it These niggas soft then snuggles and big ass titties I keep da croon piece nigga And my fingas stay flicking They say I need some Bendadryl cause that bitch stay itching It's getting hot in my kitchen I stay cookin, I'm bad Ah get mad, I have you redder then maxxy pads Maceo told u niggas bout fucking wit Drez I gotta a click of niggas ready to put one in yo head Stretch you out on the bed and slap a tag on yo toe I told u niggas wit big Omp, Hoe. Sucka, Sucka, Sucka, Sucka Come And Try Me Suckas Come And Try Me They goin find yo body