lirik lagu connected – lpb poody
[intro: lpb poody]
no cap
[verse 1: lpb poody]
you know them pies come sealed, we connected (real talk)
ayy, they don’t like but they respect it (yeah)
you take ‘caine for breakfast, i’ll [?] f*ckin’ up the [?], b*tch
n*gga with a d*ck on him, baow
rap b*tch, watch me stick on it, big homie (yeah)
nothin’ less than a brick on me (yeah)
young n*gga but i love f*ckin’ with them 80’s
four pockets full, all these b*tches want a baby
dropped out of school, i was too much into money
shoes never laced, b*tch you’ll never see me runnin’
now lift that ass up (yeah), b*tch now drop it (yeah)
why i’m in the hood, probably ’cause i’m c*cky (no, fool)
h*llcat or a truck, young [?], i got options (skrr)
f*ck her from the back, she love suckin’ d*ck sloppy (ugh)
straight to amiris, i was never into robbin’, at all
my n*ggas get the party started without a dj (say what? yeah)
we on some gang sh*t, these n*ggas know how we play (come on, yeah)
she know lil’ poody run the game, this not ea (come on)
record her suckin’ d*ck, just to keep it on reply (ow, ow, ow, ow)
she gon’ do it for the ‘gram, a few likes and a couple views (buss it down)
but she got it twin sister, they bad as f*ck, i’m like “which one to choose?” (ayy, ayy)
no matter how [?] we do it, no wrong or right, i cannot lose
say i’m livin’ life, f*ckin’ her psych, when she the blues, yeah
i can tell she wanna f*ck by how she lurkin’
probably pay her rent, they only way to get the p*ssy
life been kinda hard, she don’t drink but she do bar
don’t forget your shift tomorrow, might as well hire five
i just blew a million on my momma, i’m not lyin’ (on my momma)
heard she top four, heard the p*ssy top five
reach for a chain, baow, shots fired
i don’t care, that ain’t my bidness, i don’t even play with n*ggas
[verse 2: 42 dugg]
we [?], the corner store, [?] with two choppas (yeah)
you know some n*ggas who gon’ spin, i got a few partners (come on)
i dropped the addy, just to see what he gon’ do ’bout it (sh*t)
yeah i’m the sickest with this sh*t, go get the flu doctor
i’m fresh out of the dog pound, and went and copped the new color
a million dollar n*gga won’t even shoot a b*tch two dollars (yeah)
but y’all ain’t even lit, remember my pockets full with lint (ayy)
i’m faucet like [?], i hate to say but i’m full of sh*t (yeah)
parked the audi truck and went and copped the range rover (i swear)
yeah they two different truck, i think they got the same motor (come on)
the lil’ b*tch hit my line, told her pull up, and she came over (yeah)
i swear the b*tch the dumb, she gave me head and left her brain over (look, uh)
he skipped a few [?], that n*gga hidin’, he went mia (p*ssy)
the coupe got no ceiling just like lil wayne, but we roll with dracs
aim the glock for the curry, you think these b*tches, came from golden state (come on)
these steppers, they veterans, gotta make sure that my soldiers straight
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