a$ap ferg – shabba (cookin’ soul remix) lyrics
[intro: shabba ranks]
yes ya creation!
anything test ya creation, annihilation
where da f-ck boy? no sa’p-ssy man
no informant, no orders, get loose
shabba!!
cookin’ soul!
[verse: asap ferg]
short n-gga but my d-ck tall
what i told your b-tch dog
only thug n-gga down at the pitchfork
dirty van b-tches wanna suck my d-ck off
pop a xany ‘fore her panty get to hit floor
run up in this sh-t raw
i got a girl, i ain’t never got no f-ckin’ condoms
if she caught me, then that b-tch would be p-ssed off
real n-gga sh-t, fergy be mobbing all day, prolly with marty or jay
them my n-ggas from back in the day, tarzan ain’t showing his face
he prolly the one with the k, fronting then he letting it spray
two shots to a bumboclaat man, shabba ranks let it go in your brain
front then he coming your way
let the semi dump, dump then he coming your way
dump when the bad man come, my yute don’t ramp with me
coupe full of bad hoes, they all wanna come with me
you got a coupe with a sad ho cause she wanna come with me
shabba!
[hook]
sha-shabba ranks, sha-sha-shabba ranks
eight gold rings like i’m sha-shabba ranks
four gold chains like i’m sha-shabba ranks
one gold tooth like i’m sha-shabba ranks
sha-shabba ranks, sha-sha-shabba ranks
eight gold rings like i’m sha-shabba ranks
two bad b-tches like i’m sha-shabba ranks
one gold tooth like i’m sha-shabba ranks
[verse 2: asap rocky]
skinny n-gga but my d-ck long (pause!)
stank p-ss make my d-ck soft
probably bumping r. kelly sipping cristal
so you know the whole world getting p-ssed on
i don’t really give a f-ck if you p-ssed off
i just bought a mac 11 from the thrift store
traded for my gold chain and my pistol
shoot a rocket make a mothaf-cka lift off
flacko be mobbing all day
with n-ggas that’s chopping that yay
they chopping them choppas they handle my problems
cause n-ggas be plotting these days
but the ‘rari kinda fast though, (probably with a bad ho)
she told me pump my brakes
you stuck with a fat ho (stuck with a fat ho)
she wanna stuff her face
to all my dominican girls dem, all my caribbean girls dem
all my west indian girls dem, i done f-cked a million girls, dem
with a little ting a ling ling school bell a ring
hit her with my ding-a-ling-a-ling, maybe run a train
and tell her that my n-ggas wanna bang and a little brain
and she wanna hang with the gang what a n-gga named
shabba!
[hook]
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