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BackEnd Pezzy - Keep It P Lyrics



BackEnd Pezzy - Keep It P Lyrics
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Why they mad big racks can't fit in my motherf*ckin' wallet
So many racks inside my bag, they can't fit inside my pocket
Drop deposit, that's that type of money I put on a nigga noggin
Think he gon' snake me pussy, nigga, must've forgot that I got knowledge
I can hit him by the 2 I'm P, nigga
And if she ain't f*ckin' send that bitch back to the streets, nigga
It's only playin' shit, so keep it P, nigga
Rapid ' gunfire, all you do is hold the trigger
I'll fall out with niggas about my shit, don't play with me
That blick up on my side, you know it stay with me
I can't f*ck with none of these niggas, they got pussy, tendency
I ain't gon' lie to you, nigga, I'm built up, straight jealousy, nigga
I'm a madman with that Glock when I get it in my hand
She a dirty pill popper don't put that in her hand
I'm the reason that you f*ckin', bitch, ain't gotta worry about your man
I put that fire on that boy, strike shit like I'm pootie tang
I walk this bike, nigga, like I'm Junior Bang
I let this gun fly like a pirate plane, nigga
I ain't playin' with that guy, they won't know his name, nigga
Who's fresher than I? I don't know a thing, nigga
We gon' play around that water, we gon' all ball
Hit a block with them switches, watch them alley fall
Dirty dollar in my sock like I was bad guy
I'm stayin' calm, but watch how it turn out at midnight
Mm, I'm loader than a motherf*cker
I up that fyi I'll shoot, that shit will kill one another
Nigga this gun hold 30, nigga, I don't play about none of my Benjis
I go to war with anybody, even my f*ckin' brother
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English

Why they mad big racks can't fit in my motherf*ckin' wallet
So many racks inside my bag, they can't fit inside my pocket
Drop deposit, that's that type of money I put on a nigga noggin
Think he gon' snake me pussy, nigga, must've forgot that I got knowledge
I can hit him by the 2 I'm P, nigga
And if she ain't f*ckin' send that bitch back to the streets, nigga
It's only playin' shit, so keep it P, nigga
Rapid ' gunfire, all you do is hold the trigger
I'll fall out with niggas about my shit, don't play with me
That blick up on my side, you know it stay with me
I can't f*ck with none of these niggas, they got pussy, tendency
I ain't gon' lie to you, nigga, I'm built up, straight jealousy, nigga
I'm a madman with that Glock when I get it in my hand
She a dirty pill popper don't put that in her hand
I'm the reason that you f*ckin', bitch, ain't gotta worry about your man
I put that fire on that boy, strike shit like I'm pootie tang
I walk this bike, nigga, like I'm Junior Bang
I let this gun fly like a pirate plane, nigga
I ain't playin' with that guy, they won't know his name, nigga
Who's fresher than I? I don't know a thing, nigga
We gon' play around that water, we gon' all ball
Hit a block with them switches, watch them alley fall
Dirty dollar in my sock like I was bad guy
I'm stayin' calm, but watch how it turn out at midnight
Mm, I'm loader than a motherf*cker
I up that fyi I'll shoot, that shit will kill one another
Nigga this gun hold 30, nigga, I don't play about none of my Benjis
I go to war with anybody, even my f*ckin' brother
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Writer: Jaquan Johnson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid




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Performed By: BackEnd Pezzy
Language: English
Length: 1:54
Written by: Jaquan Johnson

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