big yella - drug dealing lyrics
[intro]
she f+ckin’ with the motion
she f+ckin’ with the motion
she f+ckin’ with the motion
she f+ckin’ with the motion
[chorus]
she f+ckin’ with the motion, she know we them n+ggas
them perkys hittin’ hard, i think i can feel ’em
ain’t no point in tryin’ to win my heart, i ain’t got no feelings
they like, “yella, how you get them racks?” b+tch, i’ve been drug dealing
[verse 1]
they ass tryna get me out the way, they say i’m a villain
bought my whole gang glocks and rays, i promote the k!llin’
spilled some drank up on my jeans, it was two racks for these denim
pull up to the trap, get you a plate, we sеrvin’ chicken dinner
i see bodies whеn i close my eyes, the lord know i’m a sinner
i got this bougie b+tch up in my wraith, i told her it’s a rental
n+gga want smoke ’bout these hoes, don’t get burnt up being tender
make a bag, f+ck these hoes, pop my sh+t, my life simple
[chorus]
she f+ckin’ with the motion, she know we them n+ggas
them perkys hittin’ hard, i think i can feel ’em
ain’t no point in tryin’ to win my heart, i ain’t got no feelings
they like, “yella, how you get them racks?” b+tch, i’ve been drug dealing
she f+ckin’ with the motion, she know we them n+ggas
them perkys hittin’ hard, i think i can feel ’em
ain’t no point in tryin’ to win my heart, i ain’t got no feelings
they like, “yella, how you get them racks?” b+tch, i’ve been drug dealing
[verse 2]
she ain’t never seen this sh+t before, the life i’m livin’ different
i get you straight and then you gotta roll, you know we can’t get kick it
on the floor, it’s ’bout a hunnid bowls, d+mn, it must be christmas
twenty switches when i hit the show, we secure the tickets
busted window on the back of your scat, b+tch, you know we spinnin’
if you ain’t tryna leave with n+gga flat, you can’t get up in it
we lay down, lil’ b on grass all night, moppin’ with the crippin’
my little b+tch, she with the moves, she set it off like jada pinkett
[chorus]
she f+ckin’ with the motion, she know we them n+ggas
them perkys hittin’ hard, i think i can feel ’em
ain’t no point in tryin’ to win my heart, i ain’t got no feelings
they like, “yella, how you get them racks?” b+tch, i’ve been drug dealing
she f+ckin’ with the motion, she know we them n+ggas
them perkys hittin’ hard, i think i can feel ’em
ain’t no point in tryin’ to win my heart, i ain’t got no feelings
they like, “yella, how you get them racks?” b+tch, i’ve been drug dealing
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