Charles Ruffingham Songtext
von Xavier Wulf

You sleepin′ and geekin', I pull up and reap it
I′m keepin' the soft, bitch, you already know
Chillin' with killers and dealers
They sizzle your throat if you talk, bitch, you know how it go
Piecin′ the pieces together
Bro, don′t even sweat her, you knew that lil' bitch was a hoe
Nigga, you know how it go
Just get the money, them bitches gon′ be at the door
Shoe collection a galore


Bet you can't find this shit here at nobody store
Is you lil′ niggas important? The answer is, "No"
My nigga, you still a lil' boy
I′ll be so full of the joy, whilst you hating?
You need to go feed your lil' boy
Turned myself into a boss
I paid the lil' cost, I hustled and now I enjoy
Shout out to Kevin Leroy

He tatted me up, I pull up and they cannot afford
Takin′ the picture and wishin′ a nigga
Would put out a hand and pull her aboard
All you lil' suckers are sore
You runnin′ a lap and collapse while I run up the board
I just get so damn annoyed
I take a lil' drive and ride until I get bored