c2pressa - Purple Gelato

I'm smokin' straight off that purple gelato
Whore on my dick for a follower, look freakin' nasty hoe
Gon' eat the hoe dick, then she gon' drink the whole bottle
These guys got me leanin', rep him on that stick

She gon' think I'm goin' for a thotter, make the bitch act up
I don't want her no more, I just want your fuckin' mama
Give me a hoe dick like princess treatment
Instead of bein' a problem solver

Get your cousin, get your daddy, get your unky
And I bet these bullies gon' hop him
These young hoes don't want no love for real
They just want a young nigga poppin

Hold on, these hoes gon' want that money
Hold on, tell that bum hoe, stop buggin
I grew up up with Jones, Mabry, and Willie Mays
What niggas for the skits fucked up in

I gotta fuck defendants, but it's gon' be alright
They can't stop C2 from makin' his money
I got a couple haters on my list
Snakes and rats, and the other one came on my bitch

But they already know who to play with
The bullies I got from my hoes, switch, bitch, bye
I'm smokin' straight up that purple gelato
On my dick for a follow

They freakin' ask the hoe, go eat the hoe deep
And she gon' drink the whole bottle
These guys got me leanin', rep him on that stick
She gon' think I'm goin' for a thotter, make the bitch act up

I don't want her no more, I just want your fuckin' mama
Give me a hoe dick like princess treatment
Instead of bein' a problem solver
Get your cousin, get your daddy, get your unky

And I bet these bullies gon' hawk him
These young hoes don't want no love for real
They just want nothing young, nigga, pocket
Hold on, these hoes gon' want that money

Hold on, tear that bum off, stop bummin
I grew up with a Jones, Mayberry, and Willie, man
So what, niggas, when the skits start thoppin
I gotta fuck defendants, but it's gon' be alright

They can't stop C2 from makin' his money
I got a couple haters on my list
Snakes and rats, and the other one came on my bitch
But they already know who to play with

The bullies I got from my hoes, switch, bitch
Lil' bro tried to fake on me and didn't make it
But the hoes, he got it, it's really too basic
To act like C2 ain't no ghost

Skidmaster, get the gloves, let's go, hit the stove
Gas got me feelin' good, bitch, I'm feelin' like loved up below
Seen your location, where the nigga up
Fuck his girl, get her pregnant, and don't pin her, baby

I was born in the 2000s, but it feel like a nigga was born all the way in the 80s
They givin' me hell while I drive
That's why I got my love, freak it, baby
I smoke and stay off that purple gelato

Hold my dick full, follow the freakin' ass to hoes
Gon' eat the whole dick, then she gon' drink the whole bottle

Written by:
Cardario Owens

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