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Correct Heisman Pt2 Lyrics
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Correct Heisman Pt2
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[Tyga:] Bitch, it's T-Raww, blood on my paws Big booty chick back a nigga to the wall Never get involved, murder every bar Shit so illegal, get a green card Different cause, different from y'all I work hard, you work at the mall Pass a bitch off like my nigga John Wall Fuck in the dark, gimme the light, Sean Paul Yeahhh, bitch I do this shit Cooler than a motherfucking penguin lip And my bitch pussy fire gotta extinguish shit, lebron james & shit Got heat super freak Rick James ya bitch, leave a stain & shit On ya couch in ya house like brotherman Hanging like Mr. Cooper hand [Chorus: x3] Posing, Heisman [Honey Cocaine:] Yo, got a Asian bitch on my left side Another Asian bitch, right, right side They might send your ass off to the next side Bitch hold your damn breath cause you might die Gotta group of bad bitches and I feel good Oh your hungry? Too bad cause my meals good And I shouldn't beat a broad, but I still would But I don't try and be bad cause the deals good Yeah, now look I got that urge to feed them off some gold and shit Type of stuff to make them feel like alcohol and gold and shit Hold the bitch, just sold the bitch, fuck you pay me is what I told the Bitch Can't walk or talk cause I own you bitch Please don't make me hot, I'm the coldest bitch (agh) [Chorus: x3] Posing, Heisman [Tyga:] Well, running from the cop, boy born to kill Hand me the lock, bring it to your front door, doorbell Knock knock, who there? Houdini dissappear Got green, John Deere. More green, Paul Pierce (Agh) amazin with the shot, you my son, now your a dop, dot dot Pacman, that's for opening your mouth Bust a nut, kick her out, lit a cigarrette now Put the cigarette down, I'm the shit, loose bowels Wow, Laughing, did I say that out loud? Nigga getting busy like I work downtown On to the next if she don't fuck right now (right now) Harder than a pipe, can't pipe down What you niggas talking about? Man I'm what your bitch is talking about Two months then the album out Carelessworld drop, pewm, then I'm out. [Chorus: x3] Posing, Heisman [Honey Cocaine:] If a bitch fuck around, I might go off My advice is you better get dawn to go You cannot shop at the mall, but I buy out the stores I got a box of jewels, I call it pot of gold Call the cops to go, as my pockets grow Get the chains and the rings and the watches, bro And I boxed a s***, I just boxed a hoe You tried to pass me bitch, it ain't possible, nah I'm cool as fuck, I suggest you dress for the weather bitch Is forever shit, one never bitch What's a whore to a queen? Whatever bitch! I crop a kid, it's a hot to shit It's some gucci, Louis, fendi, Prada shit Tell them eat a dick, you ain't not a bitch Find me in the club where my partners is (Schwagg, bitch!)
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