marlo - pointers lyrics
[intro: hoodrich pablo juan]
yeah, yeah, yeah
pablo juan, n-gga
let’s go
[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
that thirty-six came with a .40 glock
got racks in the vault i forgot about
four rings on, pushin’ the audi out
beat the case, they can’t prove without a doubt
pull up new benz, tennis chain with the pointers
you f-ck n-ggas ain’t gonna beat us, better join us
[?] cheerleader, all my b-tches is foreign
i don’t even tell the truth to my lawyers
i need a thick b-tch if she loyal
see the wizard of oz and the [?]
she a freak, she let me f-ck her like a wh0r-
she suckin’ that d-ck that’s a ch0r-
she got some t-tties, she got a -ss-galore
blow the sack like i used to be poor
kept my gun, same color door
hood n-gga, i f-cked that b-tch on the floor
[verse 1: hoodrich pablo juan]
i’m the heavyweight, take that b-tch on a dinner date
hood n-gga, the streets i authenticate
from the pj’s, shoot the ball in the crate
forty pointers on, now i can skate
i got on cuban link, i’m plugged out in the bape
c’s my cartier match chanaynay
nut in her mouth like a payday
put an extra fifty rounds in the ak
i f-ck and i’m gone, don’t give me no headache
stuck, geeked off the lean like i meditate
rari’ pull up, n-gga, who wanna race?
she a freak, she like when i skeet on her face
she k!llin’ that p-ssy, i’m catchin’ a case
i can’t go broke i’m [?]
that rollie gon’ tell me the day and the date
diamonds hittin’ like gervonta davis
[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
just bought a brick, came with a .40 glock
got racks in the vault i forgot about
four rings on, pushin’ the [?]
glad i got rich, n-gga, that without a doubt
pull up, a new whip, tenant chain with the pointers
you f-ck n-ggas ain’t gonna beat us, better join us
[?] cheerleader, all my b-tches is foreign
i don’t even tell the truth to my lawyers
i need a thick b-tch if she loyal
see the wizard of oz and the [?]
she a freak, she let me f-ck her like a wh0r-
she suckin’ that d-ck that’s a ch0r-
she got some t-tties, she got a -ss-galore
blow the sack like i used to be poor
kept my gun, same color door
hood n-gga, i f-cked that b-tch on the floor
[verse 2: marlo]
marlo
i don’t even tell the truth to my lawyer
when he asks about a body, i’ll straight up ignore him
n-ggas be [?] real real [?]
yeah, and the dope came with a migos fn
and it must be two sides yeah, just me and my friends
whippin’ that dope and it came out the water [?]
if a n-gga play with the gang, and say my name
i will control their block, shots get popped, non-stop
yeah, i will control that rock
for the money, power, respect the [?]
yeah, we control the rock
[chorus: hoodrich pablo juan]
just bought a brick, came with a .40 glock
got racks in the vault i forgot about
four rings on, pushin’ the [?]
glad i got rich, n-gga, that without a doubt
pull up, a new whip, tenant chain with the pointers
you f-ck n-ggas ain’t gonna beat us, better join us
[?] cheerleader, all my b-tches is foreign
i don’t even tell the truth to my lawyers
i need a thick b-tch if she loyal
see the wizard of oz and the [?]
she a freak, she let me f-ck her like a wh0r-
she suckin’ that d-ck that’s a ch0r-
she got some t-tties, she got a -ss-galore
blow the sack like i used to be poor
kept my gun, same color door
hood n-gga, i f-cked that b-tch on the floor
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