Fugees ft. Quin NFN Lyrics

Ayy, ayy, ayy, pop me a perky, I'm booted He think He Gang cause he keep a pole, bitch

I bet he won't shoot it You niggas square like a Rubik's

Smoke an op pack to a doobie drum on a stick, call of duty out a put in yo head das a cutie

Ready or not like the fugees she drop her top show her boobies she eat the dick like a smoothie prett lul bitch karrueche spit in dat dick a Loogie put a roll on a blicc a movie boy dis cutta will flip a doolie

Ayy, uh, yeah, pop me a perky I'm booted he think he gang cuz he pole bitch I bet he won't shoot it u niggas square like a rubics smoke a opp pack to a doonie drum on a stick call of duty out a pie on yo head das a cutie yea I still ride for the six Run in your trap with a kick Run in your trap with a blick Hit, stick, just ran a play off a blitz

My life a movie, no skit Sippin' on mud ots thicker than grits Uh, shoot out to Cali I bust down a bowe, that bitch smell like a alley

Bowls of exotic, I'm smokin' on dope ain't no more Maui, wowie Who wants the smoke? If you drop the low, then we come get it cloudy

I was in school, pack in a locker, get served at a rally

I was in school, and I got top right under the bleacher

I know we fucked, but, bitch, you still gon' get taxed for this feature

Clutch in my heater, one move, I let that bitch sing like Anita I get that cheese and I dip, straight out the pot like Velveeta

I told her, eat up the drip, I might throw eight in a liter

I keep a heat on my hip, we shake him down like a seizure He ran like a cheetah, then tripped, they left him hot like a fever

Uh, Draco gon' eat up his whip, shouldn't have been dissin' my creatures

Ayy, pop me a Perky, I'm booted

He think he gang, cause he keep a pole, bitch, I bet he won't shoot it

You niggas square like a Rubiks, smoke a Ipac to a Dubix

Jump on a stick, call a duty, put a pie on your head, that's a cutie

Ayy, ooh, Reddy and I like the Fugees

She drop a top, show her boobies, uh, she eat the dick like a smoothie

Pretty lil' bitch, Karrueche, uh, spilled on that dick, a Logie

Put a roll on a blick, a movie, but it's kinda a flip, a dooly

Might get him hit for a HP, you want a verse, pay me

If I take a L in the streets, put the shooters on top of your roof like AC

Lil bro claim he a shooter, he can't be, Benz truck, I can Uber you AD

Touch his ass for a rumor , don't play me, drum attached, I can keep up with Tay-Key

Bro now got a bond it take no time, I been thuggin' with Pooda since 09 Got some top from the thot, she got no mind, it took time had to grind for a co-sign

Know he tryna compete, we don't like dudes, like, I done hit all the hoes from my high school

If you hang with them boys, we don't like you, sent a ho since some coochie, excite you

Niggas hate on the kid, I can see why, tank top at the store like I'm T.I

My hood need a sign, they say, keep out, know we havin' this motion and he not

That lil' hoe too basic to hit that, this new water belong in a fishnet

she in love, I ain't gave her no dick yet, hop out, spray the Nina like Windex, yah yah, yah

Ayy, pop me a Perky, I'm booted, uh, he think he gang, cause he keep a pole, bitch, I bet he won't shoot it

You niggas squares like a rubiks, smoke a Opp pack to A doobie, uh, drum on a stick, call it duty Uh, put a pie on your head, that's a cutie, ayy, uh, ready or not like the Fugees, uh

She drop a top, show her boobies, uh, she hit the dick like a smoothie, uh

Pretty lil' bitch, Karreche, uh, spit on that dick, a Loogie, uh

Put a roll on a blick, a movie, but dis cutta will flip, a doolie