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polo g - pillow talk* lyrics

[intro]
pipe this sh+t up tnt
tahj money

[chorus: polo g]
pillsbury doughboy, baby, i’m a bread maker
a lot of dead presidents, a couple dead haters
was posted tryna run it up, before the feds take us
i’m with some n+ggas who demonic, they some h+llraiser’s
roll with some rocks, they got choppers, they some dread shakers
he pillow talk, then he might gossip to interrogators
i just copped the brand new .40 with the red laser
it’s gon’ get ugly when i’m shootin’ up like craig sagеr

[verse 1: polo g]
picked up some drip from oversеas for my designer fetish
from robberies to shoppin’ sprees, we was young and desperate
i rather get it off the block than work a nine+to+seven
i’m chasin’ cake until it k!ll me, like i’m diabetic
these hot sh+lls like a voice+mail, they leave a message
but that won’t get them up the ground, i had to accept it
wish i could talk to all my dawgs like send a sign from heaven
future hall of fame, then he the goat, yeah, he gon’ die a legend
lavish lifestyle, make sure i hit the baddest broads
if he don’t practice what he preach, then his ass a fraud
back against the wall, like “f+ck the world” and all i had was god
come from the struggle, b+tch, we had it hard
[chorus: polo g]
pillsbury doughboy, baby, i’m a bread maker
a lot of dead presidents, a couple dead haters
was posted tryna run it up, before the feds take us
i’m with some n+ggas who demonic, they some h+llraiser’s
roll with some rocks, they got choppers, they some dread shakers
he pillow talk, then he might gossip to interrogators
i just copped the brand new .40 with the red laser
it’s gon’ get ugly when i’m shootin’ up like craig sager

[verse 2: scorey]
straight of off coolers, but them rugers left them soldiers k!lled
now i’m in calabasas, smokin’, spinnin’ rover wheels
they took his mans and now he hide how supposed to feel
flat out the street, we seven deep, we tryna overk!ll
i was in the streets, i kept my heat like how that toaster feel
i can’t tell my demons “keep the peace”, because they ‘posed to k!ll
ain’t not call of duty, it get spooky, we was bangin’
please don’t speak on zooly, with that toolie he was dangerous
we was f+ckin’ b+tches in my room, yeah, that was gang sh+t
now we stuffin’ hollows in that uzi, tryna change sh+t
twisy re+arrange sh+t, hit ’em, leave ’em brainless
he gon’ let it bark, don’t give a f+ck about surveillance

- polo g lyrics

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