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pnthn – ​nopalitos lyrics

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[produced by por vida]

[chorus: tony tone]
imma bolt boy , she love them bolt boys
ask me how u know u made it this ain’t hope boy
with out a dollar in my pocket i been plotting like i got it
leave my mark up on this planet do my dance ‘fore i vanish
imma bolt boy , she love them bolt boys
ask me how u know u made it this ain’t hope boy
with out a dollar in my pocket i been plotting like i got it
leave my mark up on this planet do my dance ‘fore i vanish

[verse 1: kenny casanova]
check me if im lackin
cuz dem bullets make tha pastor weep
my fit look so dapper
that da pulpit need my -ss to bleed
schoolboy on tha southside
and these white boys want a p-ss from me
if i catch you outside
better cough up all dat cash for me
brown it make me black out
different n-gg- from tha sober
know tha p.o. thank it ain’t over
but my m.o. show im a cobra
i dont demo b-tch
gonna p-ss out from da endo b-tch
heard a lot of talkin u a lil b-tch
maybe imma toss her like a salad dish
ion really worry bout what fools say
im gon keep it g thats what tha hood say
dont f-ck w police theyll drop anotha case
imma drop em to their knees a n-gg- filled w hate

[chorus: twohorizonra]
imma bolt boy , she love them bolt boys
ask me how u know u made it this ain’t hope boy
with out a dollar in my pocket i been plotting like i got it
leave my mark up on this planet do my dance ‘fore i vanish
imma bolt boy , she love them bolt boys
ask me how u know u made it this ain’t hope boy
with out a dollar in my pocket i been plotting like i got it
leave my mark up on this planet do my dance ‘fore i vanish

[verse 2: dc4prez]
hot sauce on my grits i put my b-tch on southside shit
she hold my d-ck i’m marshawn lynch uh
keep a part time witch yuh
curse dont get no lift
ain’t no plan b we getting rich
like that chick really ain’t my ex
her name really on my neck
hit stains on me get that check
spell on a nig, rude thang
kick wit a b-tch, lui kang
dip on that b-tch, usain
tired of extras, spike lee when they need some direction
sit deep through the ending for credit
i’m living they dream and they jealous
walker texas ranger
walked off on them majors
i still take them boys to school
old head b-tch at 22
all my n-gg-s flip that work
make more money movin boof
that b-tch tuggin on my shirt
tv stuck on paper view



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