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f.s. rudy – perc out 3 كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(hey, let that sh_t ride, tav)
pop me a perc’, i’ma turn up
perc’ and a half, i’ma turn up
perc’, then a half, i’ma turn up
bite two percs, turn up (oohwee)
almost two, i’ma turn up (yeah)
two and a half, i’ma turn up (oohwee)
bite three percs, burn up, oohwee

[verse]
they tryna ride the wave, hey, that’s a big_ass wave
woke up feelin’ like nba youngboy, i think i ain’t goin’ outside today
might catch me an m, love to grip my k
bad lil’ b_tch with a cute lil’ face
say it’s turnin’ her on, i grip on her waist
12 hit the light, then we goin’ on a chase
i want the fetty, the cheddar, the cheesecake
b.u.i drop, we gon’ sell it on ebay
walk in thе club, buy a bottle by the threeway
f_ck you n_ggas, i f_ck with the djs
san andrеas, live my life like cj
life of a cannon, n_gga feelin’ like pj
life of a cannon, n_gga feelin’ like—
life of a cannon, n_gga feelin’ like pj
i got the wave right now and they know that
h_rn on me and i blow that (boom)
real street n_gga and i show that (street)
too perked out, i be screamin’, “free kodak” (yeah)
pop me a perc’, i’ma turn up (turn up)
tried to knock me down, but i turnt up (i got up)
word on the street, i got hit up (what?)
big dog rudy, n_gga, get up (rrr)
if i slay the b_tch, keep l!ckin’ my peehole (hah)
it ain’t just one, ’bout one, two, three hoes
slidin’ through traffic, three percs with three hoes
on me at the room, my glock in my deebo
if you want smoke, lil’ boy, just say it
all that sneaky sh_t, that’s how they play it
all that playin’ and somebody dead
flag on the play, the flag was red (whoop)
send out them dogs, they bring back a head
hit from the front, put her legs on her head
she look me in my eyes, say she tired of my sh_t
she get in my ear, “give me all of that d_ck”
wake up with your b_tch, go to sleep with the stick
f_ck hydro, we got percs in this b_tch
fully automatic, ’bout to hit this switch
after i pop this perc’, b_tch suck my d_ck
eat my kids, b_tch, tell me you love me
i know she lyin’, this b_tch ain’t nothin’
on my way to take dope to the country
blueberry headband give me the munchies
i got the city and they want me to blow now
mama keep callin’ like, “rudy, just slow down”
five hundred verse, fifteen_hundred a show now
five hundred verse, fifteen_hundred a show now
ballin’ my phone, better bome with a bag
f_ck n_gga trippin’, they done made me mad
lit like a bic, not the one on my pants
f_ck that deal, i don’t want no advance
late_night traffic, ready to crash
big_ass blunt, this digital dash
hit from the rear, she know i’ma smash
pull on her hair and smack on her ass
grandma dead, my grandpa drag
free lil’ lo, free badass
free t_lo, free badass (free lo)
free lil’ lo, free badass
[outro]
double my bups, won’t drink no— uh
put a hole in a n_gga, no hole in my— uh
diamonds, they— get no clear
my b_tch so—, she don’t get no real
yeah, yeah
pop me a perc’, i’ma turn up (throw up)
perc’ and a half, i’ma turn up (throw up)
two percs, turn up (’bout to throw up)
two and a half, i’ma turn up (go up)
three percs, turn up (turn up)
i’m on three, i’ma burn up (throw up)
perc out three, i’ma burn up (i’m ’bout to throw up)

- f s rudy

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