prince pleiades – oakland 2 inglewood (freestyle) lyrics
when i pull up wit them beans b+tch have my cream
we might pull up on a brinks and take some things
i got my shooter rockin wit me he off that drink
i can’t kick it wit no n+ggas that’s off that heem
i’m f+ckin wit this one n+gga look like hakeem
i make em buy me bitcoin then flip some ps
i got another sugar daddy from 8:16
cop me yves saint lauraunt but reps the chiefs
her n+gga just got out
but he up in my bed
i take advantage of em cuz he f+cked up in tha head
he play too much i said that n+gga be havin me dead
said i ain’t even f+ck em but he be slidin me bread
lay pipe down on a n+gga
you heard what i said
that chitter chatter on a platter wassup with tha feds?
ain’t even straight but these b+tches they offer me head
king n+gga call me prince
said off with they head
this one little n+gga like to bus nuts
he f+cked me face down threw his fours up
i gave dat n+gga bussy told me don’t run
said b+tch i ain’t no b+tch and gave em all guts
ooooh
i’mma gremlin they trembling i got em in they boots
i rock wit d boys said my n+ggas trynna shoot
he like that car play i gave em neck up in that coupe
now he on my line talkin bout he finna get a room
his b+tch run her mouth cuz she ain’t happy
i mean that b+tch run her mouth cuz she can’t track em
he be with me all the time why he ain’t answer
i’m bout to strip em for his money like a break dancer
i whip a p+ssy ho like her name prancer
i do t f+ck wit newport’s cuz i hate cancer
imma fire sign n+gga i can’t date cancers
military armory i’m tha main lancer
bad lil b+tch check the receipts
i’m f+ckin on this n+gga from the deep east
i told him he don’t know me if he see me
he never tell me no cuz i’m a real p
please don’t call me up i don’t do facetime
i see some hater n+ggas trynna take mine
keep that tommy hilly on my waistline
i got tha typa bars make u face time
n+gga
you see, i’m just being me
you n+ggas is to busy trynna be each other n+gga
you feel me? like?
why n+ggas always got a f+ckin mug on they face?
why n+ggas always wearing the same sh+t?
why n+ggas always talking to the same b+tch?
why n+ggas always doin this? huh?
heard you lost yo b+tch?
i ain’t mad at her
i just got some top and she gagged after
yiiionsimpinmeajujagggatter
lookin like that b+tch im the mad hatter
uh
i could say some dumb sh+t on the track and sound way smarter than all you n+ggas combined, n+gga
but um, shoutout to inglewood where the city’s good n+gga, yeah
we finna, uh, we finna take over the globe
oakland to inglewood
and then we um, we gone hit up mexico you feel me?
p!
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