young roddy – playa stats lyrics
[intro]
take it off, baby take it off
[verse 1: young roddy]
you know us south side n+ggas play it raw, b+tch
i ain’t gotta say too much to make her take it off, b+tch
underground king sh+t they lable me a star
shawty she a freak she give me head in my car
ain’t no tint on the windows but that still don’t make her stop
ain’t no f+cks given when you fresh up off the block
in the kitchen cookin’ up over that stove i’m a pro
don’t n0body move, lay it down on the floor
i know a n+gga who made him a k!llin’ movin’ blow
that’s some organized crime but this that audio dope
but ain’t too many n+ggas make it out where i stay
they laughin’ like its funny fool, they murder evеry day
my homie bought a chopper hopin’ that’s gonna keep him safe
i’m on thе interstate cruisin’, bumpin’ ugk
my uncle told me love her with my mind, not my heart
but ain’t nothin’ like a bad b+tch who know to play her part
shawty drop it low and sweep her ass with the floor
will i ever give a b+tch my last? h+ll no
it’s bro’s over hoes, b+tch, it’s money over broads
got a slim model b+tch who f+ck me like a p+rn star
its trap life, now i tour the world with my dogs
just a year ago i was runnin’ from the law
say a quick prayer for my man behind them bars
bet my bottom dollar they ain’t f+ckin’ with my squad
little ghetto boy, b+tch i stack my money tall
used to play pitch and catch when i was bagging up that soft
i holla’ good sense cause this n+gga street smarts
and a n+gga better not front it if he can’t afford no loss
and if it ain’t jet life, f+ck it, f+ck em all
on the set with them bricks like my jump shot h+lla off
and keep your head up cause it go down where i stay
no security, just some homies from round my way
[hook: young roddy]
i make them b+tches take it off, take it off b+tch
and let a tre first n+gga break you off hoe
i told her take it off, take it off b+tch
and let a jet set n+gga break you off hoe
and ain’t too many real n+ggas left
all my hood n+ggas told me that i got next
and all the street n+ggas told me do it for the set
f+ck her til the bed hit the floor, til she out of breath
and ain’t too many real n+ggas left
all my hood n+ggas told me that i got next
and all the street n+ggas told me do it for the set
f+ck her til the bed hit the floor, til she out of breath
i told that b+tch take it off, take it off b+tch
and let a tre first n+gga break you off hoe
i told her take it off, take it off b+tch
and let a jet set n+gga break you off hoe
and ain’t too many real n+ggas left
all my hood n+ggas told me that i got next
and all the street n+ggas told me do it for the set
f+ck her til the bed hit the floor, til she out of breath
i told that b+tch take it off
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