Jnel Kidd - Mr.Softee
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(Hook)
When I pull up on a nigga put the pistol to his lip
Knock him out run his pockets do the dash in the whip
Ima take his grandma and you know she suckin Dick
Ima rob that nigga for all his shit(X2)
(Verse 1)
I’m the talk of the town
Bitches they see me they all spin round
I paint her face like that bitch is a clown
Fuck her and dip ain’t no time for the lounge
(Aye)
Ain’t no time for the chill man
She swerving and leaning like she off the pill man
Get a beat and I kill man
She sucking and jacking my dick like she Jill man
Niggas they probably
Think this is a hobby
I swear this shit is a job
See ya bitch is a thottie
She all on my body
She suck the tip of my cock
She suck the tippity tippity
Swear that lil bitch is so jittery
ADHD I’m so fidgety
We fight a lot so we bickery
(Hook)
When I pull up on a nigga put the pistol to his lip
Knock him out run his pockets do the dash in the whip
Ima take his grandma and you know she suckin dick
Ima rob that nigga for all his shit(X2)
(Verse 2)
Pull up I’m saucing I’m dripping in fashion
Ya bitch come thru cause she know that I’m rapping
She suck my dick and she doing the action
Nut in her mouth and lean back cause I’m laughing
Ain’t no time for the chill man
She swerving and leaning like she off the pill man
Get a beat and I kill man
She sucking and jacking my dick like she Jill man
Broke boy
You ain’t got no racks
Talking hot shit but you ain't selling no packs
No noise
You niggas be ass
Don’t got no fire on none of ya tracks
Don’t deal with the devil that nigga be schemin
You niggas be pebbles but claim you a demon
I swear to god you niggas be dreamin
Ya bitch on my webbos that thottie be feenin
When I pull up on a nigga put the pistol to his lip
Knock him out run his pockets do the dash in the whip
Ima take his grandma and you know she suckin Dick
Ima rob that nigga for all his shit(X2)
(Verse 1)
I’m the talk of the town
Bitches they see me they all spin round
I paint her face like that bitch is a clown
Fuck her and dip ain’t no time for the lounge
(Aye)
Ain’t no time for the chill man
She swerving and leaning like she off the pill man
Get a beat and I kill man
She sucking and jacking my dick like she Jill man
Niggas they probably
Think this is a hobby
I swear this shit is a job
See ya bitch is a thottie
She all on my body
She suck the tip of my cock
She suck the tippity tippity
Swear that lil bitch is so jittery
ADHD I’m so fidgety
We fight a lot so we bickery
(Hook)
When I pull up on a nigga put the pistol to his lip
Knock him out run his pockets do the dash in the whip
Ima take his grandma and you know she suckin dick
Ima rob that nigga for all his shit(X2)
(Verse 2)
Pull up I’m saucing I’m dripping in fashion
Ya bitch come thru cause she know that I’m rapping
She suck my dick and she doing the action
Nut in her mouth and lean back cause I’m laughing
Ain’t no time for the chill man
She swerving and leaning like she off the pill man
Get a beat and I kill man
She sucking and jacking my dick like she Jill man
Broke boy
You ain’t got no racks
Talking hot shit but you ain't selling no packs
No noise
You niggas be ass
Don’t got no fire on none of ya tracks
Don’t deal with the devil that nigga be schemin
You niggas be pebbles but claim you a demon
I swear to god you niggas be dreamin
Ya bitch on my webbos that thottie be feenin
