TIRED OF PROBLEMS (SPED UP) Songtext
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TIRED OF PROBLEMS (SPED UP) Songtext
The pimping that I spit
Break tricks, I′m a playa fool
Penny for south
Bitches on the track
While my shaw-aw-awty
The pimping that I spit
Break tricks, I'm a playa fool
Penny for south
Bitches on the track
While my shawty
Now I poppin′ real slow
They don't like to pack a ton
In, in, in yo fuckin' head
Droppin′ that boy when then you dead
Now I poppin′ real slow
They don't like to pack a ton
In, in, in yo fuckin′ head
Droppin' that boy when then you dead
A fool penny for south
Bitches on the track
While my shaw-aw-awty
The pimping that I spit
Break tricks, I′m a playa fool
Penny for south bitches
(Tired, of, problems)
Come, with to chеckin' out my trap, mane
Leading hoes, drop my trap
Go, thеn I hit I used to crap out
Shakin′ the crew knockin' dimple (Ooh!)
Come, with to checkin' out my trap, mane
Leading hoes, drop my trap
Go, then I hit I used to crap out
Shakin′ the crew knockin′ dimple thots
Now I poppin' real slow
They don′t like to pack a ton
In, in, in yo fuckin' head
Droppin′ that boy when then you dead
Now I poppin' real slow
They don′t like to pack a ton
Break tricks, I′m a playa fool
Penny for south
Bitches on the track
While my shaw-aw-awty
The pimping that I spit
Break tricks, I'm a playa fool
Penny for south
Bitches on the track
While my shawty
Now I poppin′ real slow
They don't like to pack a ton
In, in, in yo fuckin' head
Droppin′ that boy when then you dead
Now I poppin′ real slow
They don't like to pack a ton
In, in, in yo fuckin′ head
Droppin' that boy when then you dead
A fool penny for south
Bitches on the track
While my shaw-aw-awty
The pimping that I spit
Break tricks, I′m a playa fool
Penny for south bitches
(Tired, of, problems)
Come, with to chеckin' out my trap, mane
Leading hoes, drop my trap
Go, thеn I hit I used to crap out
Shakin′ the crew knockin' dimple (Ooh!)
Come, with to checkin' out my trap, mane
Leading hoes, drop my trap
Go, then I hit I used to crap out
Shakin′ the crew knockin′ dimple thots
Now I poppin' real slow
They don′t like to pack a ton
In, in, in yo fuckin' head
Droppin′ that boy when then you dead
Now I poppin' real slow
They don′t like to pack a ton
Writer(s): Alexander Merkin, Bobrovnikova Liudmyla Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com