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lirik lagu poodie – max b

uh, yeah
it’s ya boy boss don biggavel’
’bout to bring ya that wave
so street, so wavy
got these n-gg-z bobbin’ and weavin’
oh man, 16000 the first week

[verse 1:]
what kinda m-th-f-cka black-ball a n-gg- off youtube
i can tell ya who, baby i got new shoes
ridin’ on the wave like knarley, kill that n-gg- probably
i tell all the b-tches my name charly, bobby
whitney, n-gg-z tried to hit me
n-gg- my only fear is god should come and get me, quickly
‘fore these bergen b-tches try to put a n-gg- on a death list
my crew they gettin’ restless
f-ck it, i ain’t never goin’ back (never)
they gon’ have to find me like sadaam, got bigga tatooed on my arm
got al pac, he’s a rider, he ready to squeeze on my command
i’m ’bout to give him 100 grizz, his brother was with me in the can (peanut)
they call him peanut
pour me a swigga and roll the weed up, g’s up
max, i remember that (yeah) you and b shot the sh-t
together y’all the men in black, will smith
numbers i can do if these lip singin’ b-tches stop hatin’ on my movement
beamer like a cruise ship
whip it up nice, that’s a cool flip, brought it back big
bigga the quarterback kid
ow

[chorus:]
all my gain greene n-gg-z gettin’ paid (hey)
mami i blow 100 in every night i love blessin’ ’em with the stick
i’m a ride (oww)
n-gg- you’s a b-tch, take a look at my eyes
mami wonder why (why)
my 4-4 gon’ make sure that poodie won’t grow
baby i’m the don (don)
got the chickens lookin’ good
take a look at my arm
ow

[verse 2:]
n-gg- did, only 16000
when we go to the mall, baby we ain’t browsin’
baby we be, sellin’ in front of housing, non-stop, pirate
movin’ in 20 degree climates
i miss, driving in the sunset
baby open your mouth, i’m tryna get your tongue wet, dumb s-x
three or four b-tches in a day, it’s enough d-ck for all of them
gain greene n-gg-z steady ballin’
bottles we be pourin’, you got another n-gg- wave
baby i’m makin’ 10 a day
i was in the shade tryna cool off, kuz a n-gg- really on fire
jimmy, i’m ’bout to make him retire
sour got me higher, on a different level
got me ’bout to make a deal with the devil
i can see the, reflection off the bezel
it glitter off the vv
i tell these n-gg-z to come and see me
freely, biggavel’ spit it, give you pain
they tryna ban lip sing
ask about your n-gg- kuz i get it in, we clockin’ them benjamins
whenever you look a b-tch is with him again
oww

[verse 3:]
yeah
least night i had the skeeze
feelin’ so good it had to be
me and my homies, we gettin’ the money
man oh man, we gotta admit
lotta n-gg-z wanna roll with the team
lotta n-gg-z wanna join gain greene
but if you go against greene i will
i’m a let the semi-auto spill
bigga chill, better sip on some hennessy
n-gg- ‘fore you bleed, we ridin’ on our enemies
hit them n-gg-z up, ‘fore them pace that bullsh-t, bomb first
n-gg-z they keep they money in converse, arms thirst
tryna get a hit, ain’t no tellin’ what she do
is she there for ya rock, then she stick it in the stem
bigga gettin’ it again, blizz came, put me in the mood
bought me a 5th of grand cru
got you n-gg-z sittin’ in the studio, dreamin’ of the grammy’s
stressin’ and contemplatin’ the planned beef
family always come first when there’s prices, got spices
biggaveli the nicest
ow

- max b

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