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$weet-t & danny g beats - big league pitchin' كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(ooh, sh_t, that’s a danny g beat)
(come on, little guppy)

[chorus: $kid]
powder_white buffs off the buff white powder
out of town smokin’ ’woods in the motel shower
irene been in the parking lot for a whole d_mn hour
i was cookin’ dope in the microwave, it shut off the power

[verse 1: $weet_t & $kid]
they say i’m hard in the hood, in the ‘burbs, they say i’m b_tchin’
i sell hard in the hood and my trigger finger’s itchin’
my out of towner want that work, $kid pulled up with a pigeon
i asked if he stepped on it, he said, “just a smidgen”

[verse 2: $kid]
told my cell give me a minute, i’m still in the kitchеn
i started with a ball, now i’m big_league pitchin’
so many plays, my phonе started glitchin’
my fiend pray to me, he don’t got no religion

[verse 3: $weet_t]
i normally set the bar at forty_five and i don’t even lift
today i’m feelin’ twenty_two, either way, t swift
i’m with $kid in the stu’, and i’m smokin’ god’s gift
six bands for our frames, you be shoppin’ at the thrift
[verse 4: $kid]
i keep the cheese on me, i heard you a rat
my fiend got two hundred, what i’m supposed to do with that?
darrell owed me a stack, i’ma knock off his hat
dutch chopped up the opps and fed ’em to his cat

[verse 5: $weet_t]
they call me $weet_t, but i’m a bad guy
just left the plug’s crib, looks like the palace of versailles
i served some custies out the side, waitin’ for the sheets to dry
bro claims to be a shooter, he be beefin’ with the sky

[verse 6: $kid]
i heard you copped a pound of weed and it turned stale
if you ain’t tryna drive, i’ma send it through the mail
my dog need a bird, i pulled up with a quail
my dog had died, they finna send me to jail
jackie in the trap noddin’ off, turnin’ pale
i’m at the plug’s crib, this b_tch bigger than yale
my man sells whole things, he don’t even got a scale
your girl wanna hang, but i only kick it with my sells

[verse 7: $weet_t]
if i catch you dippin’ in the jar, i’m knockin’ off your lip
fallin’ off and goin’ soft, that’s some sh_t that i forbid
i’m in the bando shootin’ vids with stu punchin’ skids
i’ll have dutch get you gone, he’ll gladly do the bid
my plug got that raw, i’m ’bout to go cop a squid
i could hit this b_tch raw, but i won’t ’cause she’s mid
every time we slid, the opposition hid
’cause that sh_t we ride with would knock him off the grid
[verse 8: $kid]
i’m tryna serve pam, i told her meet me at the mall
i’m tryna sell a thousand grams and take the pros to kamal
my junkie just tried the tan, bro starin’ at the wall
i hit your girl while you was in the can waitin’ on a call

[verse 9: $weet_t]
my new chop big as f_ck, i gotta move it on a dolly
bustin’ plays with the rocket in my pocket like polly
i’m servin’ wooks at the fair, we way out in holly
i got a thousand white b_tches, turn off the molly

[chorus: $kid]
powder_white buffs off the buff white powder
out of town smokin’ ‘woods in the motel shower
irene been in the parking lot for a whole d_mn hour
i was cookin’ dope in the microwave, it shut off the power

- weet t danny g beats

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