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pit bull vicious - dubee lyrics

[intro]
you know b*tch, you know now i floss through the town like a big real crestside playa. you know, nun but playa in my blood b*tch. floss through the town, perm down, sidin’ on a bitc, mouth full of weed. you know, with a big fat bottle on the side. that’s what we do. f*ck that hoe. that’s playa sh*t. you know biatch

[verse 1]
now it’s the sugawolf pimp, finna break it down
how these real boss playaz floss through the town
perm on my back, holla pimpin’ don’t stop
so i blast up the block, let the shirties unlock
lightin’ those weed, crack the top off the heen
sorta like a dream with the fresh paint gleam
on a chevrolet, fresh interior wit thangs
getting glory mandatory cause the 15’s bang
like pots and pans, ooh it’s ya boy
got the melagante so i got thе big toy
big boys play with big thangs, long donkey d*cks
clip long as i, eighty shady n*gga trip
if you want to what you gon do
you f*ckin’ with them hound dog n*ggas, crеst fools
and i’d advise you, let a playa handle business at the spot
with his mind on cot and fat fifty tops
burnin’ backwoods wit the endo in em
sharp as a tack, somethin’ like creased denim
and fill em with some game, that’s what my mama told me
speakin’ good game, got em actin’ like they know me
they can’t control me, known for doin’ damage
bad blood like a pit bull, straight*laced savage
[chorus]
pit bull vicious, b*tches can’t hang with the mini*mac mouthpiece
so i slang these nuts in they mouth, motherf*cker shout
it’s sugawolf pimp in the motherf*ckin house
biatch

[verse 2]
now what’s the sugawolf pimp, pertinent kinda freaky
hit the dough with them shirleys, banging like skinkies
with the playa vocab seeping in they brain
like a hook, leave a trick shook, haters go insane
i’m known for spitting game when i’m running with the fact
when i see a proper freak, i’m guaranteed to mack
i might hit the heen or remy martineau
now my playa part is on, gaming with a *rs*nal of pimp tactics
i mack trick every single day
so when you see me, best believe you can say
i’m hoggish when i mob, coming shy rather slowly
mobbing on the freak as you be the one that lonely
and the cuddies know me for pimpin’ out the gate
smack a b*tch anyway, even if they playa hate
cause i make a hoe escape, get it while it’s good
while the d*ck good and hard, that’s some petrified wood
wish it could get the d*ck but you ain’t got the cabbage
vicious as a pit bull, straight laced*savage
[chorus]
pit bull vicious, b*tches can’t hang with the mini*mac mouthpiece
so i slang nuts in they mouth, motherf*cker shout
it’s sugawolf pimp in the motherf*ckin house
biatch

[verse 3]
now i be mandatory mackin’, never slackin’ on the scene
bellin’ through the door with my sess faculty
got the tricks hatin’ me, my name in they dental
cause the suckaz they be gameless, no fundamentals
so i side with the crew, wouldn’t speak up on you
check a faulty conversation cause it’s pit*boo*boo
now listen, get schooled, pimpin be the trade
never ever would you see sugawolf be a blade
faulty in the game, no it ain’t my steelo
mouthpiece like a tommy cause i spit and leave hoes
then i reload, gaming on the game
i thought i was a pretty tat but i’m blue blood playa
and i must say, i do it rather swell
with a big fat blunt and a long ponytail
exhale, inhale, hold it n*gga choke
say them hoodlums tryna speak, just a sneaky count spokes
tryna throw the yak, steady jocking on the lace
lift the rope as i yoke, left smoke in her face
f*ckin with the mob and the sharp n*ggas too
cause when we hit the gig name, that’s what we do
so take it from a fool with some game, let them have it
vicious as a pit bull, straight*laced savage
[chorus]
pit bull vicious, b*tches can’t hang with the mini*mac mouthpiece
so i slang nuts in they mouth, motherf*cker shout
it’s sugawolf pimp in the motherf*ckin house
biatch

[outro]
yeah, they can’t hang and this ain’t nothing but some of that sugawolf pimp slang, you know straight from sugawolf, you know and that’s how we do. come through big phat sh*t, you know, phat sh*t and sh*t. come through barkin’, you know, bounce out the window and get a better b*tch, you know. ain’t nothin’ but pimpin’, mayne, pimpin’ ain’t simpin’ mayne. pimpin’ ain’t dead, them hoes are scared to death
oh, what y’all ain’t knowin’? oh, oh, lil’ d, eat him on that trombone cuddy, eat it. oh, y’all ain’t knowin’ that’s lil’ d .that’s lil’ d. that’s lil’ d cuddy. david flowers
it’s what they call it when they folks do it though. right. but a n*gga did it. then they got another brother in there, pimpin and panderin’. and they trying to get out. his bail was $800,000. they don’t want his ass out. yeah time, because they kept me in that one cell

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