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Pressa - Blackberry Zap Lyrics



Pressa - Blackberry Zap Lyrics
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[ Featuring Jackboy ]

(Uh, Pressa)

Ride 'round the city strapped
He gone, ain't comin' back
My diamonds goin' ham
My plug Blackberry Zap
Real nigga straight out the street
Backwoods and Hennessy
Strip club in AOD
Ride 'round in AMG
Like heavenly father, real niggas the honored
My bitch she bad bad bad, I don't wear no condom
My bitch got pretty pretty legs, just like Madonna
My plug he very well connected just like Rogers
You need bricks then nigga holla

If you need bricks niggas just holla
Just make sure you got every dolla
When you come, nigga better come proper
I got Dior all over my collar
I got bodies all over my chopper
I'ma shotta, smoke a nigga head like a Rasta
You're actin' out tryna be a gangsta
Playin' with gang, we stank ya
Put an opp on the news make him famous (whacked)
F*ck the police can't tame us
Got the bread but it still ain't change us
I pour codeine in my Fanta
Blowin' on gas, no manners
Took a trip to Alabama
Came back with a sack like Santa
50k in my denim

Bought a Lamb', you rent 'em
My dog a killer, I'll send him
Hit your block and we spin 'em
Spot an opp and we hit him
Doin' whatever to get him
Spray up whoever there wit him
Now they label me a villain
Don't give no f*cks bitch, I am winnin'
Forgive me Lord I'm still sinnin'
Still tryna dodge prison
Rather be free livin'

Ride 'round the city strapped
He gone, ain't comin' back
My diamonds goin' ham
My plug Blackberry Zap
Real nigga straight out the street
Backwoods and Hennessy
Strip club in AOD
Ride 'round in AMG
Like heavenly father, real niggas the honored
My bitch she bad bad bad, I don't wear no condom
My bitch got pretty pretty legs, just like Madonna
My plug he very well connected just like Rogers
You need bricks then nigga holla

These niggas ain't change
Click click pow, get him out the way
Big .40 Glock little bitch, no gage
My nigga go ape
Swing it around on him, no regular bae
Ain't nothin' to play with
Put my name on a bracelet
If I die today, real nigga I aced it
Run it up no break, all talent and greatness
She run away, to live lavish and famous
5K fit, lil' ma
Watch my head lil' bruh
I watch money and not a bitch, I'm the type to get a brick gone
Hundred K from zero, how much niggas we slid on
My bae she give brain, give brain like moron

Ride 'round the city strapped
He gone, ain't comin' back
My diamonds goin' ham
My plug Blackberry Zap
Real nigga straight out the street
Backwoods and Hennessy
Strip club in AOD
Ride 'round in AMG
Like heavenly father, real niggas the honored
My bitch she bad bad bad, I don't wear no condom
My bitch got pretty pretty legs, just like Madonna
My plug he very well connected just like Rogers
You need bricks then nigga holla
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(Uh, Pressa)

Ride 'round the city strapped
He gone, ain't comin' back
My diamonds goin' ham
My plug Blackberry Zap
Real nigga straight out the street
Backwoods and Hennessy
Strip club in AOD
Ride 'round in AMG
Like heavenly father, real niggas the honored
My bitch she bad bad bad, I don't wear no condom
My bitch got pretty pretty legs, just like Madonna
My plug he very well connected just like Rogers
You need bricks then nigga holla

If you need bricks niggas just holla
Just make sure you got every dolla
When you come, nigga better come proper
I got Dior all over my collar
I got bodies all over my chopper
I'ma shotta, smoke a nigga head like a Rasta
You're actin' out tryna be a gangsta
Playin' with gang, we stank ya
Put an opp on the news make him famous (whacked)
F*ck the police can't tame us
Got the bread but it still ain't change us
I pour codeine in my Fanta
Blowin' on gas, no manners
Took a trip to Alabama
Came back with a sack like Santa
50k in my denim

Bought a Lamb', you rent 'em
My dog a killer, I'll send him
Hit your block and we spin 'em
Spot an opp and we hit him
Doin' whatever to get him
Spray up whoever there wit him
Now they label me a villain
Don't give no f*cks bitch, I am winnin'
Forgive me Lord I'm still sinnin'
Still tryna dodge prison
Rather be free livin'

Ride 'round the city strapped
He gone, ain't comin' back
My diamonds goin' ham
My plug Blackberry Zap
Real nigga straight out the street
Backwoods and Hennessy
Strip club in AOD
Ride 'round in AMG
Like heavenly father, real niggas the honored
My bitch she bad bad bad, I don't wear no condom
My bitch got pretty pretty legs, just like Madonna
My plug he very well connected just like Rogers
You need bricks then nigga holla

These niggas ain't change
Click click pow, get him out the way
Big .40 Glock little bitch, no gage
My nigga go ape
Swing it around on him, no regular bae
Ain't nothin' to play with
Put my name on a bracelet
If I die today, real nigga I aced it
Run it up no break, all talent and greatness
She run away, to live lavish and famous
5K fit, lil' ma
Watch my head lil' bruh
I watch money and not a bitch, I'm the type to get a brick gone
Hundred K from zero, how much niggas we slid on
My bae she give brain, give brain like moron

Ride 'round the city strapped
He gone, ain't comin' back
My diamonds goin' ham
My plug Blackberry Zap
Real nigga straight out the street
Backwoods and Hennessy
Strip club in AOD
Ride 'round in AMG
Like heavenly father, real niggas the honored
My bitch she bad bad bad, I don't wear no condom
My bitch got pretty pretty legs, just like Madonna
My plug he very well connected just like Rogers
You need bricks then nigga holla
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Writer: James Nicholas Bailey, Bijan Amir, Quinton Gardner, Kareen Lomax
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC

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