Listen to SPOSE2BE (feat. Leigh Paris & MulaManDam) by GG Tef

SPOSE2BE (feat. Leigh Paris & MulaManDam)

GG Tef

Hip-Hop/Rap

4 Shazams

Featured In

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler Hall
Tyler Hall
Songwriter
Karsheam Simpkins
Karsheam Simpkins
Songwriter
Leigh Tzul
Leigh Tzul
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lord Casso
Lord Casso
Producer

Lyrics

Huh Fuck what you telling me Okay okay Nigga I'm not buying what you selling me Way I'm killing shit it's a felony Know that I'm the shit is you smelling me Woah woah When her phone ring she just hope it's me Woah woah She seen these dead presis she gone vote for me He pray he got a chance nigga hopefully Way we going up that's where we suppose to be We right at the top where we suppose to be I'm back in my Birk they ain't holding me I'm fully focused my gun fully loaded Ain't going outside that shit getting old to me But if we slide we gone slide to the front In that big body truck they gone know that it's us Pull up with a vibe She ate the dick up twice With ice I called her a munch Draco on me this shit got a kick Glock 19 and this bitch got a switch I call up Mula let's get to the mula And I don't want to hear that you out with a bitch I been on a roll I rock and I roll at a show Get the back end quick and I dip She tatted my name Then tried to talk down on my name For the fame I thought you was lit Oh Yeah Step in my space we get high high high Oh your bitch on my dick every time I slide by She say its better with me I wonder why Look Tef he getting Pesos That's a fact these niggas can't deny I winning the race lil nigga Even though I'm rocking number nine I get fly every day I guess that's the laws that I defy I can't believe all this bread I multiplied Get the weed break it down that's how I divide Smoking indoor to the face how I survive Lil baby a eater tell her open wide Then I got to go I ain't wasting no time Tell me why this bitch was acting surprised Tell me why this bitch was acting confused Why these bitches never could get the clue It's just me up at this table for two Got enough up on my table for six He came with that jazz I gave him the blues Now he a goner like he didn't exist Don't turn me up cause I get to blowing a fuse These niggas be bitch if I had to admit These niggas be bitch you just can't fix that Huh yeah I'm shutting shit down when I get in the spot Just get back Huh huh huh Like the bread on a trampoline flip that Huh huh huh Them other niggas songs come on we skip that Huh You know I came a long way from the bottom She know where I'm headed she want me on top If you keep on talking its gone be a problem Them goons gone pull up with a broom and a mop I be with them goons it turned me to a goblin I'm praying to god cause hell is hot Demons at my door I could hear the knock With my angels behind me my fear just stop I do not give a fuck what you believe in I'm Just here for the bag and then I'm leaving You was moving odd so imma just get even Got these niggas salty moving like seasoning Woah Mobbing with my brothers I really don't need a friend If you play with my brothers I promise you meet your end Goodnight Fuck what you telling me Okay okay Nigga I'm not buying what you selling me Way I'm killing shit it's a felony Know that I'm the shit is you smelling me Woah woah When her phone ring she just hope it's me Woah woah She seen these dead presis she gone vote for me He pray he got a chance nigga hopefully Way we going up that's where we suppose to be
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