Peezy Flow Lyrics

If you wanna be a boss, you gotta pay the cost

They seen the food on the tables, niggas askin' for the sauce

I put some rounds in this drum, tryna rip your niggas off

But I can't even feel the pressure, cause your people really soft

I don't wanna smoke with you niggas, so I'm finna roll the wood

I'm so high in the Stu but every song still gon' be good

You just wish you coulda with it, but you never really could

She put me on the death row, who is this bitch Think she Suge

All the hoes walked in I'm finna call this bitch, dynamite

Halloween with the blues, I might have to be a crip tonight

She want me because you broke, but I don't wanna take your bitch tonight

Tryna Bust my wrist down till it shine like a disco light

Tell that bitch to get a iPhone, cause we ain't usin' Skype

But if we conversatin', just hit my phone, cause I don't wanna type

Turn his four wheels to two, I just seen em on the bike

Bitch, ask if I discriminate, you is not what I like

Higher than a bitch, if you don't smoke, you catching contact

Bitch really got a fat, fat ass, had to rewind that

5 hunnid all ones , she gon' let me get behind that

I done took a few home, they didn't know that I was like that

Switching ' up the plays in the game, like What's the formation

I can Get em' pumped up, like the gas at the gas station

I don't want the dreads, but I get waves cause I'm not Haitian

Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, she gon' throw it all in rotation

Bounce that ass, bounce that ass, yeah, I'm lookin' for a freak, bitch

To be honest, you only good for one night, cause I'm a cheat bitch

These hoes all stressin' on me like I'm the one they be sleep with

But I'm not the one, so try again, lil' cheap bitch

If You wanna be a boss You gotta pay the cost

They seen the food on the tables, niggas askin' for the sauce

I put some rounds in this drum , tryna rip your niggas off

But I can't even feel the pressure, cause your people really soft

Don't wanna smoke with you niggas off on a roll of wood

I'm so high in the Stu but, every song still gon' be good

You just wish you coulda, woulda, but you never really could

She put me on the death row, who is this bitch think she Suge

Ayy, bitch think she Suge

She tryna put me on death row, who is this bitch think she Suge

1WAYDAMOB, nigga