Latino Perrico - LOML

I was making food art in the plate Nigga
Damn nigga
I gat me nothing to discuss in dinner date nigga
Love of my life already late nigga
Damn Nigga
Don't you tell me who's popping
And who's great nigga

Cus in my eyes
They all the same Niggas
I'm gonna teach you how to maintain figures
They still worried about who's chain bigger
I got me professional medals dangling
You got your first check I'm happy kid
You gonna hold on to it cowardly or
Go out there and gamble it
Scared niggas never made no money
Scared niggas never
Who's jumping out the amistad with me
Please don't get too loud with me
I can pay your family tree allowance with my allowances
Barging in don't startle me
She asking me casually
What's she doing in your bed
I told her she was stranded see
I can make up stories
Like you making up a problem seem
Algorithm analysis
Battle with or balance it
I see what the camera see
None but broken marriages
I know what the damage is
When I'm dealing with damages
I'm jumping out the sea
I'm swimming with 400 sharks
Before they shackle me
I'm swimming with 400 sharks
Before they shackle me
Shackle me

Damn nigga

Damn nigga

I'm Micheal Jackson bodyguard
I was never a negro
I'm better with piero
But wait not with sisco
I heard y'all about to move about 92 kilos
Latino Perrico
My stage name a kilo
Stop looking for nimo
Your kingdom need a kimo
The heir to it is here with me
It's gone nigga
My record label might just make me a CEO
Y'all cracking amigo while
I was cracking the cheat code
Oh damn right you were
I live in my mind but I never step out in fear
I'll be shitting on all y'all
And I'm happy this year
I gat haters to thank
Have a wonderful year
The more they delay my success
Is the more I prepare
I'm gonna run up in gears
You think bringing Grammy home
is gonna wipe grand ma tears
I gat people in my life I wanna thank in advance
I got people that I like
But I'm not taking a chance
You a real nigga
But not in my glance
Can I French kiss
I don't know I guess she have to wait
Till we in France for an exhibition or tour
I don't like you niggas
I don't know why
My producer make me write you niggas
You on iTunes nigga?
Oops dance videos made it hard to figure
I might sweep your sweepers
I am a disastrous sweeper
I'm a cheerful giver
When it comes to my middle finger
Park the porse on the lawn
Hold on
Garage getting bigger
Can't fight in public
Hold on
Career getting bigger
Leave your crush on the wall
Like a sticker
While your baby mama crush the sativa
I'm happy Sabina
I done move out from going to private date with Latinas
To living life like I'm a changed man
I'm only enjoying nothing
But family dinner
I was making food art in the plate nigga
Damn nigga
I gat me nothin to discuss in dinner date nigga
Damn nigga

Record Eject

He smile and went on to say
When is the last You gone on a date
You know me I don't turn up on dates
I rather have me turn on the radio
Have me go turn on a tape
I gat me chorus to lay

He smile and went on to say
When is the last You've gone on a date
You know me I don't turn up on dates
I rather have me turn on the radio
Have me go turn on a tape
I gat me

Written by:
Latino Perrico

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