ladell parks - crunch time freestyle lyrics
[verse 1: lil woo]
i do better when it’s crunch time
n-ggas can’t stop my grind
never go prime time
ah, they call me deion sanders
getting money i [?]
medicine i prada
money gets a va va
b-tches say wala
getting money cash go
n-ggas statement [?]
get many i’m fast
[?] that bash
she say she wants some -ss
i told that b-tch i’ll p-ss
getting money she jackson
[?] she dancing, dancing on my d-ck
and never [?]
[?] haters up and up and they pay it
posting something and they cater
mumble something and that jet it
yeah ah, i went to a lot of restaurants
got money and paying bonds
better understand that in bonds
in came [?], you n-ggas don’t know me
[?] like joe clee, 81 points like kobe
all day ballin like i ever did, i never got my money and my [?] in a bigger crib
yeah, and my mama to a bigger crib
never [?] thing, and i never sit
never sleep, i never creep
cause all these bad b-tches they gone keep on creepin
i know the top, i know the spot
i just gotta find out how to get to it
you n-ggas don’t
know i’m influence i’m motivated, on you lime haters
your never gonna stop, bring me to the top
you n-ggas don’t know y’all the motivation
all, all day that [?], you sing once
you can’t do, everything that motion
pokin, roastin
tell that n-gga to get some lotion
ashy, bad key, want some of that bad key
i had bat bad b-tch, all day and that lad b-tch
[?] call it, i called it my side kick
[verse 2: ladell parks]
hold up
let me get on this freestyle
go in and go out
your girl like it wild (she does)
lil woo who are you
d-mn you too, love you too
random sh-t, awesome sh-t
sick spit, take a hit
want some gum, my thumb, went numb
don’t care, don’t share, don’t share, don’t stare
at me, your mama suck me in the bathroom
lo-key (haha)
laugh at that it’s funny, looking -ss dummy, playboy bunny, where’s my money
oh sh-t woo turn, gotta go, light em up, lil bro, oh no
[verse 3: lil woo]
ah
i’m getting better to when it’s crunch time
getting money bad, cause these bad b-tches on my line
ah, phone bill ringing, money b-tch all day, and they f-ckin stinging
got these haters and they hatin on me, cause i’m getting money
and taking all they b-tches and they all looking funny
cause i do it, i do it
i do it to the fullest, keep these bag back b-tch and we talking sandra bullock
aw, getting money n-gga not so much big
and i pull into the f-ckin crib and do her how i did
a ah, dig these f-ckin haters
cause i don’t play with haters, and they be getting paper
aw ah, i’ll see you later, cause i ain’t got time for haters and they [?] uh
ah, they got they own swagg, got my own f-ckin swagg and it popping all these tags
they be falling all these clothes on my swagg, on my lines
[?] everything and they know i f-cking grind
taking all they b-tches, mad at a n-gga, cause i’m getting f-ckin millions
and i’m rags off these n-ggas
ah yeah, lamborghini doing sh-t, never get money i’m bad to the back to the (ah)
to the crib, i never spend it
i’m trying to win, can you f-ckin see it
can you see my vision, see clearly, i’m getting money, oh dilly
writing books on you f-ckin n-ggas, getting money packs all these stash on a n-gga
and i stick it, i pull it, i put it in her thing
and she never gonna stand and she come on keep on ringing on a n-gga
f-ck these n-ggas, f-ck these b-tches, cause they hating (uh huh)
yeah, cause they hating on a n-gga cause he getting so much money and i never stop all
yeah i’m getting so much and they hating on a n-gga cause he f-cking balling on
all these niiggas, all these n-ggas, all these n-ggas
he balling on these n-ggas
uh huh, as i’m balling on these n-ggas cause i’m never gonna stop all these bad b-tches and they f-ckin popping
popping for a n-ggas they popping for a n-gga
ah ah, they popping for a n-gga, popping for me, i’m doing everything got the shots for me
they p-ss the ball, calling f-cking rondo, green all day n-gga call it rondo
boston hate them n-ggas, but i like miami cause they got the triggers
got the 3 bullets and they ready to shoot, getting money b-tch a n-gga i’m a parachute ah
this n-gga trey hating on the miami, cause he hating, cause he hating
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