freddie gibbs – stray lyrics
(freddie gibbs)
fa-fa-for sure
it’s gibbs baby
fa-fa-for sure
for sure, yeah, yeah
(verse 1)
excuse me miss my name is frederick
so check it, no disrespectin’
for the record i’mma say can’t do sh-t but picture you naked
picture you under covers, undressin’, suckin’ and s-xin’
bent over on balconies, you throw that -ss i’mma catch it
stretch it, strip it and stroke it
hopin’ to keep you open
be like magic, straight ho magnet
i call it that hocus pocus
and hoes notice, i ain’t no f-ckin’ hero
i’m fresh up out g.i. right next to the chi where the n-ggas cold pimps
shouts outs to belo zero
that sh-t y’all speak kept a young n-gga up on his grind
now i don’t trip on stupid b-tches i make love to their mind
and that’s fine, i told my n-gga put ’em back in the pimp game
everything i slang came straight outta b-tch mane
n-gga, i can’t stand
(devin the dude)
(hook x2)
i can’t stand (i can’t stand) stupid b-tches
i keep away, they ain’t ridin (my bone)
have no plans (no plans) with stupid b-tches
i tend to stray from stupid b-tches
(verse 2)
yeah
hey b-tch f-ck with me, what’s up?
alotta green, alotta lean in my cup
i could show you where i live, bring you over to the crib
understand that you might just get f-cked
understand that you gon’ get woke up
understand that you might get kicked out
swear to god me and w-lly went to mia i woke up with my d-ck in a b-tch mouth
in a b-tch house?
nah, i was in the tel dawg, i meant to tell y’all
i met a b-tch with a plug on the 5-5 green and every week she gon’ send it in the mail, dawg
and i tell y’all that i’m bout my chips
money and drugs, i get ’em out your b-tch
she and her friend givin’ me dome but when the b-tch get home she got you sleepin’ on the couch and sh-t
she nothin’ but a nice f-ck, you wifed her
ho gone f-ck your life up, i fill her mouth with white stuff
you keep that heffer iced up and jewelled out
cause p-ssy all you think about
my stable of hoes come with clothes to bank accounts
i can’t stand
(devin the dude)
(hook x2)
i can’t stand (i can’t stand) stupid b-tches
i keep away, they ain’t ridin (my bone)
have no plans (no plans) with stupid b-tches
i tend to stray from stupid b-tches
(verse 3)
for sure
draka you’s a stupid b-tch, anna you’s a stupid b-tch
miranda you’s a stupid b-tch, y’all the type of hoes a n-gga can’t do sh-t with
can’t count no dro, can’t roll no dope
-ss and a mouth and you still flat broke
n-ggas wanna put you on the pedestal, the p-ssy incredible
i’mma show you how to sell that ho
now throw that dope in that rover
take the hoes coast to coast we getting over
got pimp partners in south central with figures on figueroa
roll with nothin’ but soldiers
that’s why i see the b-tch in you
i call some women b-tches but most these n-ggas b-tches to
hate me because i’m on, these lames the same song
i’m whippin’, dippin’, spinnin’ chrome
listenin’ to james joan
f-ck all these b-tches, done with these independent women songs
cause our shop is known, i’m gone f-ck with b-tches bringing digits home
n-gga what you sippin’ on? cuz what you smokin’ like?
charge it all to a muhf-ckin’ b-tch room, i’m rollin’ ho, i’m rollin’ right
i told my n-gga put ’em back in the pimp game
we whip cause i whip this d-ck on a b-tch mane
(devin the dude)
(hook x2)
i can’t stand (i can’t stand) stupid b-tches
i keep away, they ain’t ridin (my bone)
have no plans (no plans) with stupid b-tches
i tend to stray from stupid b-tches
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