Lil' B
Lil' B - Deals Whoodie songtekst
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Deals whoodie, deals whoodie Bitch I got them deals whoodie Hey hey girl, damn Damn everybody knows I got them fucking deals, god damn it You got that real deal whoodie, I fuck with you Fuck, the same niggas that fuck me over, they admire me I hold that mad clip, like a whore Just show me pounds I'ma show you bout to say, ah Everyone knows about that... on my face I got a crime fetish, I got a knife fetish That real deal whoodie, god damn it I need about 3 more bitches, yeah Tell them it's my party I'ma tell you like this whoodie I ain't gonna have no sympathy never No bitch ass suckers, just out there, tryna do... I'ma tell you like this man, niggas is so foul Right running round with that clap, but you fucking no gal On... that shit, she don't tell nobody You gonna see me face first, I'ma see about you Yeah, you feel me, for my safety, my whore They don't lay me,... fucked up, everybody going crazy So you gotta hold that chopper like you're working within the navy Bitch don't tell me I'm crazy, I ain't gonna do no game On top with the same, glock with that aim Emotional, I, you could flash your lights at me Damn, whoodie, I ain't gonna tell you that Tell you bout that, got the bullet proof vest ... these hoes ain't safe, she had your baby Cause you had to take her last man's place... Tell me bout them deals whoodie, now show me bout that pure whoodie Damn, I'ma tell it like it is whoodie I'ma make you deal whoodie, tell me bout the pills whoodie I'ma tell it how it is whoodie, I'ma make you deal whoodie.a