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tre pierre - 123 freestyle lyrics

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b#tch shut up

(uh) foul on the play man these n#ggas can’t ball

wear her ass out on the way to the mall

ball to hard need my face on the wall

louis v checkerboard don rock pink dolphin

shots like a bar “like you be here often” ?

my smackdown raw i’m stone cold steve austin

money talk n#gga you can’t even much mock me

fn 57 a motherf#cking marksman

you thinking i am green and you end up white chalking

not personal it’s business get shot in your office

i give her my kids now her tummy is full of orphans

smoking exotic it turns up my endorphins

book her a trip go straight to the telly

you take her to eat i put d#ck in her belly

i’m bathing ape down from the jungle i’m fresher

this sh#t gonna move ain’t got to touch i’m a tesla

f#cking on a muslim she straight from the mecca

was bracking what’s poppin my bloods on your schedule

do you really really want beef with a devil

smoke a n#gga broad day then watch the dust settle

why i would trade out a bird for a feather?

why would trade out k for a shovel?

kuz when k!ll his whole gang they gon need a he#rs# hummer

so we may bring that fire it’s gon b a hot summer

i got the ties to survive in the jungle

been in my prime with the apes gettin money

wen the fetti on line then sh#t could get bl##dy

i got put it on your mind or i could put it in ya stomach

you choose

i got her brain n u got her confused

i think you n#ggas you got me confused

go play with yo kids don’t play with this dude

kuz u could get bloosed

hit up young mally he get straight to the business

tool in ya mouth like a mf dentist

i’m posted on the prentiss with a 4 and half this sh#t is a scrimmage

ride with that rocket i feel like james harden

f#cking this b#tch on a whatchamacallit

i got the b#tch on her knees on the carpet

i’m k!lling the p#ssy i bought her a coffin

hoping you keeping the score when we ballin

f#cking this lil b#tch i met up in starlets

my b#tch she gon hate me and love me in da morning

i’m just young mf like norman

cpr shawty the life of the party

i keep me a mac like i’m straight out safari

this a cold world and n0body ain’t warm me
(wait)
i mean n0body ain’t warn me

i come from new orleans i keep me a 40

got beat like i’m 40

i keep me no worries

hahaha

- tre pierre lyrics

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