Текст Shoreline Mafia – Pour Two 4’s
Текст:
AceTheFace
RonRon do that shit
I’m so pou’ed
I’m so throwed
Won’t hold the door, for no hoe
I ain’t polite, pollute the sprite
I do it twice, I pour two fours, in one night
I do it right
Its do or die
Do you wanna ride?
My door suicide, won’t ever switch sides
I don’t fuck no rickos cause I’m ?
I’m getting this cake
I don’t fuck with no fake
I don’t fuck with the jakes
I thank the Lord, everyday I wake
I give, I take, eat off your plate
You eat off mine, my nigga its fine, got love for the line
We one of a kind, ain’t hard to find
Baby whats yo sign?
Bitch I’m a Sag, count money bags
With Soulja rags, RIP Soulja Slim, Ron Ron did the beat
I’m going right in, RIP to the pimp
I’m a real ass nigga
I don’t play in the pen
I don’t think I can sit, ride around to the beat
I’m going right in
RIP to the pimp
I’m a real ass nigga
?
I’m so pou’ed
I’m so throwed
She on go, I spend dough
Won’t hold the door, for no hoe
I ain’t polite, pollute the sprite
I do it twice, I pour two fours, in one night
I do it right
I’m so pou’ed
I’m so throwed
She on go, I spend dough
Won’t hold the door, for no hoe
I ain’t polite, pollute the sprite
I do it twice, I pour two fours, in one night
I do it right
Rolling like a Masserati
Only nigga in the party sniffing crushed up molly
Got a drugged up body
And I’m bout to leave the club with a fucked up hottie
And I’m fucked up shawty
All these toxins really got me feeling «fuck my body!»
Can’t trust nobody (No)
I don’t trust nobody, I shoot up your party
?
shotty
?
fucking shotty, in the middle of the lobby
Kick it like I know karate
?
snipe ?
Baby you know I’m not cocky (No)
Shawty I’m just being honest (Honest)
Spend the stack on choppers
Send a nigga to the doctor (Braaaw)
I can’t love you, lil bitch
I love my scale (I love my scale)
We got grams
On grams on grams
On grams on grams
In the kitchen bitch I swear this bitch get hot like hell
(Hot like hell)
I wrap it up, no AOL, but you got mail
I’m so pou’ed
I’m so throwed
She on go, I spend dough
Won’t hold the door, for no hoe
I ain’t polite, pollute the sprite
I do it twice, I pour two fours, in one night
I do it right
I’m so pou’ed
I’m so throwed
She on go, I spend dough
Won’t hold the door, for no hoe
I ain’t polite, pollute the sprite
I do it twice, I pour two fours, in one night
I do it right
Pollute the sprite
I do it twice, I pour two fours, in one night
Pollute the sprite
I do it twice, I pour two fours, in one night