Fredo Santana - p**y lyrics

[Hook x4] I had to get her right That p**y changed my life (straight up) That p**y changed my life (straight up) That p**y changed my life (straight up) [Verse 1 : Travi$ Scott] Wake up in the morning, throwin on them Nikes Runnin through that check, shout my n***a Phil Knight Oreos in Oregon State, pop twenty pills in the night Goin a thousand miles in another state, they ain't oreos but they bright Clap it break that back, she just made a stack n***as in that trap still totin' them straps If you make it where im from, It's like a lone star in the sky thats all black A "ménage à trois" with black dykes, damn thats the new civil rights Accidentally walked in the club, all these b**hes bite Told my mama f** a major, best decision of my life Now n***as in the corridor, I'm velvet down to my corduroys Got bottles by the cases, p**y by different races [Hook x4] [Verse 2 : Gunplay] Purp in my itch palms, red lips six inches long Took her like a hooker now come get your Shaun I left her outside, I left her mouth dry Feed her to the mountain lions, cause that b**h try countin' mine p**y, n***a yous a p**y n***a just a p**y n***a You be doushin' I be pushin' ether b**h, you f** boy c*nt Won't be satisfied until I see ya'll sufferin' in the sun Chiefin' while I'm beefin' turn me odds to evens My lawyers are some heathens beat it Blowin' on some on reefers If you didn't want a war, then why you'd wage it then? I only wear jeans, I could fit a gage up in I'm so high right now look like major pan Amazing, junkie jit came up major in Trench team, ten deep, red beam, laser tag Bring it, what you got police and pistols dont phase your man [Hook x2] [Verse 3 : Fredo Santana] Look up at my eyes and I know you see a bad guy Try to front on us, man you better ask them last guys Suicide doors pull up when we ride by Goon n***as hop up with guns f** a drive by Smokin' weed on the jet, b**h I'm fly hgh You don't wanna give me neck? b**h, bye bye On to the next b**h, I hope she bi bi Cause I love b**hes that love b**hes that love b**hes f**in' on they friends and I love f**in' on they sisters Bad b**hes roll my swishers, God damn I'm that n***a Smokin on that reefer thinkin' how can I get richer Damn shawty bad like the old Detroit Pistons Damn I wanna f** when I hit I'm gettin' Misses Treat her like sh** man its f**-a-b**h feelings Money stacked tall man it's touchin my ceiling Money stacked tall man it's touchin my ceiling [Hook] [Verse 4 : Travi$ Scott] Holy moly All them n***as dead All them pussies fed Let em live? meh Young owl in the dark Thought he'd make it, never Do you hate cause they know I'mma be here forever (straight up) Never f** with the black and blue Duck cause a n***a might shoot Shocked what a n***a might do Young n***a blessed like a n***a AH-CHOO (bless up) In the Mo they smokin' raw diesel Evil Knievel whip pullin off in the dust (skurrt! skurrt!) Throwin' flame rocks when a b**h might jerk (straight up) Bouncin' this b**h like it tennis Vitches still eatin at Denny's Hotels phones Im talkin that business Came up with the ones that was with me Besides n***a, your n***as facade, n***a She off shoe with that Snooki Dont fall in love with that p**y (straight up) I had to get her right, that p**y changed my life (straight up)