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Pouya

Intro

 

Intro

(album: Stunna - 2015)


Pouya and Nell 'bout to put a spell
On you mothafucking haters, sending 'em straight to Hell

In this bitch, I plan to be rich
With the flick of the wrist, I be

Don't sleep on me, ho

Batcave in this bitch and you haters is slow and the

We versatile, fucking your bitch and I'm ripping and dipping and running a thousand miles
Peeling my weapon, she sucking the dick, and I'm loving it
Got a smile on my face

Better than most so why not boast across the season?
Coast to coast, we float like boats

To the car, driver pulled out
Congratulations, you one of us now
He wasn't proud, this life he had, he didn't

Time the charm
Baby girl, slide (Slide), don't be alarmed

Bumping the phonk with the base in the trunk
Got a couple of homies in back with the pump
Slide, put 'em up when the po-po roll slow, peep through the window

Call my homie up, pick him up in the pick-up truck
Four in the

To get profit to put in my pocket, the bands up like rockets
I'll never be slopping, I'm knocking and rocking this shit

305 where you can find me
All of my bitches, they wearing

It's Pouya, ho
And I pull ya ho
Don't test me, ho
'Cause I be schooling hoes
Who you fooling, ho?
You drooling with the

Smart Stunnas up in this shit, don't trip
Hit a lick for the liq' for the bitch
She sip on the drink to the point she can't think (Yuh)
Brainless, famous for the head she giving
No paying, hear what I'm saying
Lil' Pouya

Don't test me, popping the [?] this gon' get messy
Only hoping you get the message
Just know that my homeboys will take your breath quick

There's no competition, I'm ripping these rappers
They claiming they realer, but really, they actors
Creating these slappers for homies to vibe
There may be some bitches I'm going inside, they love me
I swear to God, only said three words then we hit it off
"Get Buck," mothafucka, let's set it off

Pouya, ho, double S, I rep it
She falling in love, when she see me, she breathless
Riding down the city on my mothafucking deathwish

[?] now it's on, now it's on, now it's on

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