franko murry – 13 fridays lyrics
i’m walking by and i ask what you look at
i came up off of a fumble well look at that
i came up off of the humble no looking back
shoot and he stumble no getting his footing back
my yellow bird let me play with her putty cat
i take it out and she beg me to put it back
i see him lack with the sack then i’m taking that
drop a location and dare him to take it back
i’m walking by and i ask what you look at
i came up off of a fumble well look at that
i came up off of the humble no looking back
shoot and he stumble no getting his footing back
my yellow bird let me play with her putty cat
i take it out and she beg me to put it back
i see him lack with the sack then i’m taking that
drop a location and dare him to take it back
i gotta habit
i’m known for pulling top shelf out the cabinet
she shake her ass cause she want me to smack it
i’m in your ##### and i thinking bout crashing
don’t gotta tell me i’m handsome i’m dashing
ask where i got it they checking my fashion
shoes worth they life so they watch where they steppin
pull up in sumething it ain’t what i left in
i got the scoop i’m the black harvey levin
y’all #####s stupid you think you can stop me
came with a bundle could smoke out your party so
my pack it boofin it smell like a potty
it smell like it sh#tted
don’t gotta ask me they know that i’m with it
ready for anything f#ck the contingence
the chance of us losin but #### it we winning
percocet in me i’m feeling stupendous
i’m catching plays
black eric decker
i’m playing chess
y’all playing checkers
she think i’m cute she want to see my p#ck#r
if i blow it out i’m still gone want seconds
don’t walk no more i glide
can’t talk no more they spy’s
you ####### can’t go no sides
won’t get a d#mn crum imma watch y’all die
starve
i’m walking by and i ask what you look at
i came up off of a fumble well look at that
i came up off of the humble no looking back
shoot and he stumble no getting his footing back
my yellow bird let me play with her putty cat
i take it out and she beg me to put it back
i see him lack with the sack then i’m taking that
drop a location and dare him to take it back
i’m walking by and i ask what you look at
i came up off of a fumble well look at that
i came up off of the humble no looking back
shoot and he stumble no getting his footing back
my yellow bird let me play with her putty cat
i take it out and she beg me to put it back
i see him lack with the sack then i’m taking that
drop a location and dare him to take it back
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