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Pretty Bull

Wiki

Hip-Hop/Rap

4,616 Shazams

Lyrics

The bottle's out The coked up models out To be honest, that ain't what I'm all about The goonies out The intelligent girls with the booties out Looking like a movie now Everybody moving now You know Droog's got the loosies out The dealers out You just gotta feel 'em out You know they trying to move the loud Look Even the writers is out Not the type that write about what you read Seem more like the sniper type Get it in the height of night, dead of night Let 'em light L's in the club Let 'em cyph, it'll get 'em hype The bag's out You rolling up the damn blunt It's looking like a dad pouch The cats and the drags out Shave, but the stash out The ravers out, the skaters out, the haters out The haters getting truck slapped Kids all about the paper route If you a weirdo, put your hands up If you got a ego just stand up, man up 'cause I know you shook shit sticking to the book bitch I don't give a fuck about y'all 'Cause I got my whole crew coming son Everyone of them is like every night in the tunnel in one (yeah) I know you shook, shit sticking to the book bitch I don't give a fuck about y'all 'Cause I got my whole crew coming son Everyone of them is like every night in the tunnel in one Slicky's through, oh shit Mykki's through Blanco I'm voguing, type of shit Wiki do I'm posing, looking like a pretty bull Shirt off, tattoos on my titties too Slicky's through, oh shit Mykki's through Blanco I'm voguing, type of shit that Wiki do I'm posing, looking like a pretty bull Shirt off, tattoos on my titties too I always pity fools, I was pitiful They don't know how to act, always grill at you Then I rap all them syllables Back at my pinnacle I'm bashful, granted you After I'm back, to Madison street not the ave I speak to my lads, it's 88 deep out at 88 Palace, yeet Game face looking like I'm going weep Listen to the beat, bop to it Don't drop the handle Camo pant beef brocc on the dance floor Can't handle your liquor, or you're in a pickle When it hits you, it gets you sick, it's a little dribble To the bathroom, long lines getting sniffled That's why I piss in the bottle in the back And yell, "Ballin'" while I throw it in the trash I know you shook shit sticking to the book bitch I don't give a fuck about y'all 'Cause I got my whole crew coming son Everyone of them is like every night in the tunnel in one I know you shook shit sticking to the book bitch I don't give a fuck about y'all 'Cause I got my whole crew coming son Everyone of them is like every night in the tunnel in one Slicky's through, oh shit Mykki's through Blanco I'm voguing, type of shit Wiki do I'm posing, looking like a pretty bull Shirt off, tattoos on my titties too Slicky's through, oh shit Mykki's through Blanco I'm voguing, type of shit that Wiki do I'm posing looking like a pretty bull Shirt off, tattoos on my titties too
Writer(s): Patrick Morales, Antonio Felipe Hernandez Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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