Slump6s - Foulin Da Plug! lyrics
[Slump6s - Foulin Da Plug! lyrics]
DCs on me make him beatbox killin' Dakota?
Huh he thought
Said he got bitches he fuck with an e thot
(Ooh shit, Man)
I'm flippin shit like I'm Rob Van Dam
He got a stick but it god damn jammed
That ho tried holdin' my god damn hand
Put the strap to his head brain
Now I call him a dickhead
GTA, bitch you failin' the mission
Shooting from Detroit I ain't
Talkin' a Piston
No cotton, but your bitch is pickin'
Woah woah, don't cancel me
I call her phone and that
Lil' ho gon' answer me
I cool her down now that girl is a fan of me
Fuckin' her once now I'm apart of the family
I hit it once and then I'm finna dip off
One, two, three, bitch, I'm ready for liftoff
Pee in her cereal, now that bitch pissed off
Bitch off the cigarettes, smokin' a menthol
Scammin' your uncle hе doin' my taxes
NBA, bitch you not in my bracket
Not talkin' tennis, my monеy, I rack it
Blow a bomb in this bitch, I Iraq it
Spanish ho talkin', I call IRS
Been up all night, man I ain't get no rest
Countin' up money, boy, you know the rest
She tryna cuff me, ain't talkin' arrest