lirik lagu chris farley – pj
[verse 1: p]
keep a strap on me when i walk up in the party
all the b-tches love me like my name is chris farley
i dont drink beer b-tch i only drink 40s
(got it?)
runnin up your mouth man dont get started
i dont go insane b-tch i go r-t-rded
get that p-ssy wet like some f-ckin voss water
lookin at my jacket got the half-zip starter
my money lookin long yours is lookin quite shorter
[verse 2: sustin]
now this p-ssy boy wanna throw hands
all i ever did was ask his b-tch for a dance
flex a hundred on a kid
got a hundred in my pants
smokin hundreds in my whip
hundred sticks in my hand b-tch
polos peekin out the chucks just to match the shorts
smokin josey in my home i call it the fort
i got shipments comin in like a f-ckin port
come around askin questions you be smellin pork
(ew)
[verse 3: p]
b-tch you know that imma flex hoe
spent a thousand on my neck yo
michael phelps with the breast stroke
(splash)
strapped up like some velcro
shippin packs like im amazon prime
i just hit a b-tch.. from behind
man sometimes
i wish my life was in rewind
man nevermind
this sh-t happens all the time
[verse 4: sustin]
we about to chill bruh i just got a 30 rack
you be sellin weed but i know that you got dirty sack
i be smokin gas and my homie got some dirty wax
i dont talk back b-tch i just let the 30 clap
pockets ship shape
vorhees grip tape
you be at the party smokin bowls wearin fake bape
b-tch i gotta deathwish
i need a sesh b-tch
you be comin round always steady on that hatin sh-t
[verse 5: p]
comin all up on me man who you think you is
last time i checked my jewelry cold as a fridge
gotta watch out because they wanna steal my st–z
king of these streets man i feel like young jeezy
the way i dress got me feelin like a boss
pockets on fat you can call it rick ross
gotta watch out because they wanna steal my sauce
my b-tch is lookin bad and yours is lookin like a force
(a f-ckin force bruh)
[verse 6: sustin]
my outfit stay on suck a d-ck
hear the beat banging on your block from my f-ckin whip
keep a strap on me when i walk up in the party
i dont play no games do i look like an atari
i be in the yota b-tch i ain’t got no rarri
20/20 vision b-tch i never miss a target
flexin? you jus talkin, i believe it when i see it
smokin og strains to the head feelin sleepy
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