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melvoni - pogo* lyrics

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[intro]
uh, wooh
get ’em, get ’em
ahah
told bro, get ’em
all opps is down
approved
bow

[chorus]
i keep that thing on me, so let a p+ssy n+gga act up
me and my guys we spinnin’, we slide, we bendin’ they blocks in a black truck
this .40 wake you up, you slip up [?], he could get flared like a mattress
hold on, he could get+
i’m too suvy, rockin’ amiri, i don’t work at suby
tooly, no i ain’t stressin’ but i keep a tooly
gucci, my money got longer and i feel like uzi
bro take a seat ’cause i’m gon’ make a movie
i’m in the stu’ makin’ tunes ike i’m looney
told bro
get ’em, if you see a opp, dead him
don’t let ’em rock, hit ’em (ahah)
pogo
stick on my waist, you could run up and get shot in your face
kozy, he with me, he totin’ a k (he totin’ a k)
[verse]
i’m throwin’ my a, come get in tune
i roll with my crips, i f+ck with my woo’s
she talkin’ that sh+t, like what he gon’ do?
this .40’ll knock a n+gga out his shoes
in jail they’ll rock a n+gga for some food
go dumb like tupac if a n+gga act a fool
and brodie done shots some n+ggas for the crew
and now he a dumpy and his man a goon
i’m sick on the beat, i too, i’m blessed
melvoni, he tap me, he told me i’m next
but i don’t want the fame, i just want the checks
any n+gga play, that p+ssy get left
they know that i’m crip, i bait to the left
shot up the hood, i’ma throw up the set
care for the .9 so he got the tec
and marzo got me, he protect like a vest

[chorus]
i keep that thing on me, so let a p+ssy n+gga act up
me and my guys we spinnin’, we slide, we bendin’ they blocks in a black truck
this .40 wake you up, you slip up [?], he could get flared like a mattress
hold on, he could get+
i’m too suvy, rockin’ amiri, i don’t work at suby
tooly, no i ain’t stressin’ but i keep a tooly
gucci, my money got longer and i feel like uzi
bro take a seat ’cause i’m gon’ make a movie
i’m in the stu’ makin’ tunes ike i’m looney
told bro
get ’em, if you see a opp, dead him
don’t let ’em rock, hit ’em (ahah)
pogo
stick on my waist, you could run up and get shot in your face
kozy, he with me, he totin’ a k (he totin’ a k)



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