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I'm a known shotta Yeah, nigga, I'm a soul stopper (Space on the Beat) I'm a pole popper (K$hare beats) Make that nigga drop his pole, he a pole dropper Ayy, he a pole dropper You ain't really Fruitridge, you ain't know Poppa Ayy, I'm a pole popper You ain't really Meadowview, you ain't know Flocka, ayy I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping I just lost my mind, so put me on topic I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping I just lost my mind, so put me on topic They just shot my lil' brother, so it's time to double back I can't fumble pack, I'm in this field, I'm playing running back I can't stomach that, they killed my brothers, ain't no coming back It's a drum attached, a body shot'll make his stomach fat Ayy, what you wanna do? Who you wanna shoot? Just make a call, you know I'm comin' through If you come for me, it's guaranteed that I come for you If it's love for me, it's love for you, you know it's hundred proof I been cryin' for my brothers, they ain't here no more If I ever catch that nigga, I'ma flip his load If I ever get up close, fill him up with holes Yeah, this shit is getting real, but this is how it goes Yeah, this is how it go If I whip out this pole, then I gotta blow All you niggas cartoon like Geronimo Bitch, I'm Fruitridge Blood Gang like I'm Hollygrove I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping I just lost my mind, so put me on topic I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping I just lost my mind, so put me on topic You niggas always hidin', I'm always in the streets I'm from that 69 Meadowview, bitch, that's where I be Come to the side, you gotta know you better keep a glick Baby gotta pay for my time, no, this not for the free Damn, how you niggas be folding when it's crunch time He ain't really living that life up in his punchline I was that lil' nigga in school cuttin' the lunch line I'm always tryna run up a check, ain't got no fun time Damn, I just hit up my Asians, I need like twenty P's Hit a stick and move and fuck around and got it for the free Get it how you live, bitch, I'm starving, family gotta eat Niggas ain't rich, so I ain't tryna go to sleep, ayy We got big shit Don't make us go hit your block and really flip shit Heard the nigga mad 'cause he got his bitch hit Stop lurkin' on my page, go on your bitch shit, nigga I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping I just lost my mind, so put me on topic I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping I just lost my mind, so put me on topic Shots poppin' off, they took Lil Poppa And they took Bub, I'm tryna catch an opper, ayy Man, they took my brothers, we bought hella choppers I can't leave the scene until I hit a helicopter It's a lot of niggas speaking, half of 'em homies Suckers thought they caught me leaking, but I had it on me If you think that I don't keep it, you can ask the brodie I'ma call you old man 'cause you pass the 40 Ayy, I need a million dollars Bitch did me dirty, but gave me money, so I still'll call her I was in the barter gettin' smarter, tryna get farther Now I gotta think a little harder I got a son and daughter (I got kids) Ayy, you see that ling ling (You see that ling ling) I been plottin' on him You see his chain bling bling (You see it bling bling) I can tell that he got it he in that bing bing (He in that big body) In all black, we took his chain That's a clean scene (I ain't see nobody) I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking, ayy Pull up, pah-pah-pah, you hear that pole pop you, uh I can't leave the scene until his soul dropping I just lost my mind, so put me on topic
Writer(s): Kevin Shara, Bris Bris Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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