Izaya Tiji - Sons lyrics
[Izaya Tiji - Sons lyrics]
(I'm not into you, I miss you Angel)
I got so many sons hoes all on my dick
My bro, pour 4 for fun
And, he can barely think
Don't put yo nose in that blood money
Bullets where you blink
I hold my own, but I 'm stuck
They see that i'm geeked
I hold my pole when it
Flood with the fuckin' police (yea)
Stay down, got a crib
Could've bought a rollie
Big titty, 50 round, look like rollie pollie
I was off the percs too much
Somebody need to score wit' me (Yea)
I just smoke way too much
Start talkin' when I'm lonely
And, if they get my twin
The whole damn city floatin'
When I got that stick
You can hear them shots goin'
(boom, boom, boom)
They didn't have my pistol
That's the opp slogan
See wanna fuck me slow, I got that lil potion
(yea)
I'm from wеst coast so I got no emotion
(butterfly doors open up and
Yеah it's all potent)
I miss some of my niggas
And I feel so lonely
Please don't play with my niggas
They got that pole on 'em
Yea I'm sneaky, yeah, walk with that blicky
He don't know it's me
I got my hood up in every state
I smoke like everyday run it up everyday
Then ball it up everyday
She want me like, everyday
She call me like, everyday
I can't say I wish them well
But I know some real
Niggas who get 'em killed they
Wish them well, yea, yea
Watch how it feel, rich life
Watch how it feel when we slide (slide)
Pull it out the lot, yea, yea
Then pull it out the spot, yea, yea
Pull her out her spot, yea, yea
Then she gon' give me top, yea, yea
I say who the boss, yea, yea
I say who the law, yea, yea, yea, yea
I got so many sons hoes all on my dick
My bro, pour 4 for fun
And, he can barely think
Don't put yo nose in that blood money
Bullets where you blink
I hold my own, but I'm stuck
They see that i'm geeked
I hold my pole when it
Flood with the fuckin' police (yea)
I got so many sons hoes all on my dick
My bro, pour 4 for fun hoes all on my dick
Hoes all on my dick
I got so many sons hoes all on my dick
My bro, pour 4 for fun
And, he can barely think
Don't put yo nose in that blood money
Bullets where you blink
I hold my own, but I 'm stuck
They see that i'm geeked
I hold my pole when it
Flood with the fuckin' police (yea)
Stay down, got a crib
Could've bought a rollie
Big titty, 50 round, look like rollie pollie
I was off the percs too much
Somebody need to score wit' me (Yea)
I just smoke way too much
Start talkin' when I'm lonely
And, if they get my twin
The whole damn city floatin'
When I got that stick
You can hear them shots goin'
(boom, boom, boom)
They didn't have my pistol
That's the opp slogan
See wanna fuck me slow, I got that lil potion
(yea)
I'm from wеst coast so I got no emotion
(butterfly doors open up and
Yеah it's all potent)
I miss some of my niggas
And I feel so lonely
Please don't play with my niggas
They got that pole on 'em
Yea I'm sneaky, yeah, walk with that blicky
He don't know it's me
I got my hood up in every state
I smoke like everyday run it up everyday
Then ball it up everyday
She want me like, everyday
She call me like, everyday
I can't say I wish them well
But I know some real
Niggas who get 'em killed they
Wish them well, yea, yea
Watch how it feel, rich life
Watch how it feel when we slide (slide)
Pull it out the lot, yea, yea
Then pull it out the spot, yea, yea
Pull her out her spot, yea, yea
Then she gon' give me top, yea, yea
I say who the boss, yea, yea
I say who the law, yea, yea, yea, yea
I got so many sons hoes all on my dick
My bro, pour 4 for fun
And, he can barely think
Don't put yo nose in that blood money
Bullets where you blink
I hold my own, but I'm stuck
They see that i'm geeked
I hold my pole when it
Flood with the fuckin' police (yea)
I got so many sons hoes all on my dick
My bro, pour 4 for fun hoes all on my dick
Hoes all on my dick