ZaZa Booker Lyrics

Front line shit, lil' bitch

Hey, yo, foreigner, you crazy for this one

I just fucked my bitch friend and now she salty like church chicken

Hit that lil' hoe from the back, tryna snatch her inches

Why niggas always in the spot where they ain't got no business

How the fuck you claimin' that your man's a but dog a witness

I ain't wanna have to do it, now it's a murder scene

Put vitamin D in this bitch like emergen-c

I know these niggas don't listen, but dog, you heard of me

Snow bunny came from Russia, whip came from Germany

Gassin' all my hoes from the back like Auschwitz

Niggas know I been had the sauce, no condiments

Paperwork party, tell her pull out your documents

Bitch head so good, her ass need a monument

Mortal Kombat in that pussy (Finish Her)

Not gon' lie, the way she worked that tongue, it was sinister

She thought my face was a chair, and then I started lickin' her

She did a Sit up on my dick, I ain't gon' lie, I'm missin' her

I popped a pill and fell out on my face, I'm Elvis Presley

Every time my girl break me off, bitch, you so sexy

Wasn't tryna fuck last year, now you wanna text me

My hoes want me to they self, they tryna arrest me

But it's still free to real

I think I might OD, If I pop another pill

And let a nigga speak on Taydo, We gon' get a nigga killed

Send him to the gulag, Just for playin' in the field

Yeah, just like a stop sign, I'm tryna leave a nigga

Make him go viral on the Gram, Say cheese, a nigga

He mad cause his bitch bless me, like I'm sneezin', nigga

All that speakin' on the gang, exactly why you ain't breathin', nigga

(Breathing)

But I got mines

Every time you cop from us, you know that it's topside

I stabbed baby pussy so much, I left it lopside

Bitch thought she was gettin' Ruth Chris, took her to Popeye's

Lil' baby head, is S-T-U-P-I-D

Let me get your information for this PPP

If you really love me, bitch, where your CVV

If you ain't 21, I can't fuck you, let me see ID

Assist my mans with the bows, now I'm Zaza Booker

Niggas never play that role, think he P.J. Tucker

Niggas wake up in the mornin' and hit the gram with they favorite hooker

Unky ass still in the kitchen, he my favorite cooker

When you walk up in the spot, all you smell is amphetamines

When you talk to the plug, all he speakin' is Lebanese

Got a whole load comin' in and straight from the Medellin

(Messes up on lyrics)

Fuck

And if you don't feed the wolves, nigga, they gon' eat yo' ass

I'll put the Glock down and beat yo' ass

Why these bitches like to throw stones, but they house is glass

Bust a nut, act like I don't know her, I never seen yo' ass

I never seen you, bitch, not a day in my life, ho

I got my nut, now I'm outta here, I ain't, I ain't

We don't know you, bitch

Get outta here, my other bitch is in the party