Blues Lyrics

It's the fact I'm playin petty games with you

Wont cuff fuck back to back then pass her back to you

Pourin up back to back no less then 4 a do

Haters mad at the fact I stack my stacks with

Listen

Haters dawg in me

I see it they mad I came from baller genes

Smash a hoe and pass her been a law for me

She was never hard to get

Keepin her ain't hard for me

Blowin out the zip

She suck n spit making it hard to leave

wonder if this how Moses felt when Jesus helped Him part the sea

She got a part of me

Now for some reason she can't part from me

Beefin hard to see

High eyes open

hardly

But it ain't hard to see

Thru all dat shade I made my own wave pardon me

Took the time to get my bag right

Fuck dat sad life

20ten brought me in dad life

And hella act nights

Promethazine codiene

Pour up chase a check flight

Kush kologne smell strongly

Prolly why I stretch her twice

I ain't even want her bumped up on her she da special type

To deep in her womb banging my tunes givin her special pipe

Check out was at noon so you know I paid for a extra night

I'm capable she irreplaceable if act right but its

It's the fact I'm playin petty games with you

Wont cuff fuck back to back then pass her back to you

Pourin up back to back no less then 4 a do

Haters mad at the fact I stack my stacks with blues

It's the fact I'm playin petty games with you

Wont cuff fuck back to back then pass her back to you

Pourin up back to back no less then 4 a do

Haters mad at the fact I stack my stacks with blues

I po juice

For the mood

Swinging in every lane

Back and forth with who

this night owl rather stack dat petty change

Stuff a platinum white owl

Before night out blow one to the brain

Use her for da brain give her to her lame

He gave her a ring what shame

But all in the same a blessing from his curse

I can still fuck her when I choose but I won't choose I kno her worth

I can't be stuck lost with a chooser

Bitch gone put you in a hearse

So I choose raw promethazine to quench my thirst

To make it worst

It's the fact I'm playin petty games

While I fuck she love to hear the sounds of every chain

Never deal In feelings with these women shit 'Cause feelings change

Spent a couple blues on this lil cup of juice to kill off everything thinkin

It's the fact I'm playin petty games with you

Wont cuff fuck back to back then pass her back to you

Pourin up back to back no less then 4 a do

Haters mad at the fact I stack my stacks with blues

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