speng2c6 - pollies lyrics
verse 1:
probably pollies with my colleagues
yardies, couple mali’s
thotties ain’t no dollies
bodies, p-ssy like a dirty shotti
winter time we warming up with heaters
we gon slide in beaters
niece is young and need me like i need her
eating food to feed her
on god i won’t leave her
she’s a earner, she’s a keeper
she’s a burner, she’s a cheater
might finesse you out your sneakers
see my side ting that’s the tina
on my toes like ballerinas
have a threesome with my nina
might just buss up on your beamer
in the west end with my wesson
n-ggas force feeding agression
you ain’t tough, you finessing
cause your st-rdiness in question
you get wet, turn the tide
you don’t need a car to ride
who you with, pick a side
politicing, vote or die
chorus:
(whosrome)
i be in the city
bad b-tch, she rolling with me
get that money, keep it solid, 150
never switching, we them n-ggas
we got b-tches too
capping like you know what we do
oh no no no no no no no no no no
you don’t want no pollies with me
oh no no no no no no no no no no
you don’t want no pollies with me no
verse 2:
catch me in canada, not in no goose
i’m in a moose, show you a peice, chuck up a deuce
heard that you shoot i need the proof
i don’t mean evidence, calling you disney
cause i see a mickey and i see a goof
i’m making minute maid i got the juice
your b-tch thirsty and she need a douche
she need a wash, home boy you washed
watching me hating won’t make you a boss
watching me making back all that you that loss
you want war gotta won’t pay what it cost
stain no sauce, wrist on frost
you should go find a new trap, get with the times and adapt
the money you lack, will not get made off my back
you could get laid on your back
watch how you act, watch what you say
your life was given they took it away
almost took mine i was jugging a play
jack boy finessing a jook as a j
no lost dog but he took in a stray
hands in his pockets he’s looking for pay
no mask on gotta look at his face
boys in the hood now they looking for trey
chorus:
verse 3:
(whosrome)
all of my n-ggas want smoke
none of my n-ggas gon fold
pull up and do what i want
bezels on us why they front
riding around in a beamer
riding around with a heater
slide on your block in a beater
ain’t wifen’ no skeezer
ain’t wifen’ no skeezer
diamonds of the meter
bezzy in a freezer
cubic your a cheater
she think i don’t need her
she wanna f-ck with caesar
chorus:
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