ThouxanBanFauni - Dirty Harry lyrics
[ThouxanBanFauni - Dirty Harry lyrics]
(Hold up Pavé, what is this?)
(LiqLiq Play That Fye)
Front street, front line
All my soldiers came with a stick
Big bank know I gotta' be patient with it
Bachelor pad, Adam & Eve
Got the bad bitches naked with it
G-String, thin line, love or hate
She faking with it
I8, beamer boys, new coupe, vroom vroom
Scoot scoot two door, two can fit
Sorry baby it ain’t no room for you
New hoes, new money, stack em'
Up, lap em' up, pack em’ up
Doubled up, added up, twice as much
Just like my styro cup
Better than better, I'm better than ever
Shit my VVS wetter
Niggas ain't getting no guap
So they don ratted
Just for a lil' bit of cheddar
Left my bitch, she thought I'd
Call her back, shit, don't even regret it
My senses, real intuition, I smell the setup
Play with my money, I play with your life
Like Russian Roulette
Play with my niggas, you swim in
The deep end with the sharks
Or you get wet up
I put that guap in my Nike Af1s
Hoe I run that check up
The opps wearing bulletproof vests
They goofy as fuck
Boy we aim for the neck up
Make em' all retreat, make em' fall back
All of my boys on E, steak no seafood
Ain’t no crab
VV, 3d, Rolex new piece, TTB 3400 elite
Don’t compare us cause' we ain’t even compete
Fifteen thousand racks in my Amiris
Make these hoes wanna' marry
Smith and Wesson with a Ruger
Glock with a switch
Keep it concealed no carry
She a gold digger, I'm a gravedigger
Try to steal from me, bitch get buried
With the shell, catch em' young niggas
Came through like Dirty Harry
Criminal record just like my report card
All F’s but fuck it
Get figures and Forgiato's
Pull up bitch who buckin'
You know how I rock out
Popout with my Glock out
Bitch I ain't even tuck it
You must've got a four leaf clover and an ace
Up your sleeve, we had a clear shot
You lucky
Make em' all retreat, make em' fall back
All of my boys on E, steak no seafood
Ain't no crab
VV, 3d, Rolex new piece, TTB 3400 elite
Don't compare us cause' we ain't even compete
Fifteen thousand racks in my Amiris
Make these hoes wanna' marry
Smith and Wesson with a Ruger
Glock with a switch
Keep it concealed no carry
She a gold digger, I'm a gravedigger
Try to steal from me, bitch get buried
With the shell, catch em' young niggas
Came through like Dirty Harry
(LiqLiq Play That Fye)
Front street, front line
All my soldiers came with a stick
Big bank know I gotta' be patient with it
Bachelor pad, Adam & Eve
Got the bad bitches naked with it
G-String, thin line, love or hate
She faking with it
I8, beamer boys, new coupe, vroom vroom
Scoot scoot two door, two can fit
Sorry baby it ain’t no room for you
New hoes, new money, stack em'
Up, lap em' up, pack em’ up
Doubled up, added up, twice as much
Just like my styro cup
Better than better, I'm better than ever
Shit my VVS wetter
Niggas ain't getting no guap
So they don ratted
Just for a lil' bit of cheddar
Left my bitch, she thought I'd
Call her back, shit, don't even regret it
My senses, real intuition, I smell the setup
Play with my money, I play with your life
Like Russian Roulette
Play with my niggas, you swim in
The deep end with the sharks
Or you get wet up
I put that guap in my Nike Af1s
Hoe I run that check up
The opps wearing bulletproof vests
They goofy as fuck
Boy we aim for the neck up
Make em' all retreat, make em' fall back
All of my boys on E, steak no seafood
Ain’t no crab
VV, 3d, Rolex new piece, TTB 3400 elite
Don’t compare us cause' we ain’t even compete
Fifteen thousand racks in my Amiris
Make these hoes wanna' marry
Smith and Wesson with a Ruger
Glock with a switch
Keep it concealed no carry
She a gold digger, I'm a gravedigger
Try to steal from me, bitch get buried
With the shell, catch em' young niggas
Came through like Dirty Harry
Criminal record just like my report card
All F’s but fuck it
Get figures and Forgiato's
Pull up bitch who buckin'
You know how I rock out
Popout with my Glock out
Bitch I ain't even tuck it
You must've got a four leaf clover and an ace
Up your sleeve, we had a clear shot
You lucky
Make em' all retreat, make em' fall back
All of my boys on E, steak no seafood
Ain't no crab
VV, 3d, Rolex new piece, TTB 3400 elite
Don't compare us cause' we ain't even compete
Fifteen thousand racks in my Amiris
Make these hoes wanna' marry
Smith and Wesson with a Ruger
Glock with a switch
Keep it concealed no carry
She a gold digger, I'm a gravedigger
Try to steal from me, bitch get buried
With the shell, catch em' young niggas
Came through like Dirty Harry