veno da don - ransom lyrics
intro:
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
yeah
ou
what
what
yeah
aye aye
chorus 1:
that b-tch got a man
i don’t give a d-mn
hold that hoe for ransom
in my hands
i can make her dance
couple bands i can’t even hold my pants up
put ya f-ckin’ hands up
i need ransom
big sh-t (ugh ugh)
f-ckin’ up the place
kitchen (ugh ugh)
whippin’ up a cake
b-tches (ugh ugh)
all up in my face
please move out the way
money on my brain
verse 1:
b-tch i’m still the man
and i was the man in my past life
hit that lil bih from the back right
she better know how to act right
if she mad i give her mad pipe
my n-gg-s come shoot ya lights out (ugh)
i take ya ex & ya wife out (ugh)
i might f-ck 2 in a night now (ugh)
don’t bring a knife to a gun fight
she wanna stay more than one night
that all depends if she f-ck right
i could show you how it’s done right
beast in the sheets i’m a cheetah
i earned my stripes no adidas
these n-gg-s begging for a feature
f-ck you pay me nice to meet ya
they like d-mn son where’d ya find this
this sh-t ransom
she said i’m the man (huh)
shawty you so random
pull up and he ran somethin’
this a jam (ugh ugh)
we got sticks we got drums this a band huh
f-ck me like ya man huh (woah)
she think i’m handsome (yeah)
pull up in big sh-t
i need a pamper
gang sh-t keep a blade b-tch
call me blade
i rock chains b-tch
diamonds rain b-tch
johnny dang b-tch
i’m countin’ johnny cash
driving fast
i ain’t pushin’ no more pontiacs
i got swag yeah yeah aye
pre-chorus:
ransom (ugh ugh)
mother f-cka this that ransom (ugh ugh)
aye f-ck f-ck aye
chorus 2:
that b-tch got a man
i don’t give a d-mn
hold that hoe for ransom
in my hands
i can make her dance
couple bands i can’t even hold my pants up
put ya f-ckin’ hands up
i need ransom
big sh-t (ugh ugh)
f-ckin’ up the place
kitchen (ugh ugh)
whippin’ up a cake
b-tches (ugh ugh)
all up in my face
please move out the way
money on my brain
verse 2:
jesus take the wheel
she just popped a pill
takin’ hoes for real
david copperfield
shawty on the news she missin’
got 2 hoes on me they kissin’
i got bloods all around me like my wrist slit
leave a n-gg- really crippled on some crip sh-t
scope
spot em
oh
got em
ghost riding
5k outie
she put a scar on my wait (f-ck)
she put a scar on my d-ck (f-ck)
is it this ice on my wrist
or is it the car that i’m in
lit as f-ck (ugh)
we don’t give a f-ck (ugh)
look now we up (huh)
henny in my cup (ugh shh)
quiet on the set
20 on my neck teach a n-gg- how to flex
diamonds gone bite i don’t train my pet
shawty know i’m next
pre-chorus:
ramsom i need motha f-ckin’ ransom
yeah ransom
yo b-tch on me think i’m handsome
haha yeah yeah aye
chorus 3:
that b-tch got a man
i don’t give a d-mn
hold that hoe for ransom
in my hands
i can make her dance
couple bands i can’t even hold my pants up
put ya f-ckin’ hands up
i need ransom
big sh-t (ugh ugh)
f-ckin’ up the place
kitchen (ugh ugh)
whippin’ up a cake
b-tches (ugh ugh)
all up in my face
please move out the way
money on my brain
aye
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