Drippa & BoBoyCuz - Truck

If my woodie say it up then that shit is stuck
Ain't no 1 on 1's ain't no running up
Fuck sitting around broke bitch I run it up
I been having pockets looking like they swallowed up a truck
Dripping everywhere I need some one to clean this up
Ice sliding cross my chest jus like a hockey puck
Pour me up sum wok and smoke some za now i'm stuck
Please don't run up on me keep that blrrrd on tuck
I'm out my body give a fuck who you suppose to be
Toat my own toaster don't need no one else to blow for me
I'm like a pepperoni pizza I got all this cheese
I threw that shit on when I step out dripping like a leak
Niggas wit me don't do talking they just walk down
All that talking out yo body get you chalked round
the fakes lately I been cutting off like i'm a sword now
Lately I been having cake like fresh bake pound
Playing crazy them 2 2's rip threw door frames
Pull up shoot this bitch no fredo get yo top bang
Stendos hanging off them woolies long like bowling lanes
If a nigga think it's up we bringing more pain
If my woodie say it up then that shit is stuck
Ain't no 1 on 1's ain't no running up
Fuck sitting around broke bitch I run it up
I been having pockets looking like they swallowed up a truck
Dripping everywhere i need some one to clean this up
Ice sliding cross my chest jus like a hockey puck
Pour me up sum wok and smoke some za now i'm stuck
Please don't run up on me keep that blrrrd on tuck
I let my nuts hang low let em drag all on the flo
Got a play that want a half got a play that want a whole
I pull that pole ain't no question nigga you already know
That pussy nigga think he on his high horse I bet I knock em on the flo
I catch em walking out the sto like take that bitch
He keep running his fat lips them bullets hit em like chap stick Ummm
Fuck what a nigga saying my wrist steady working like a job
30 Close he wanna rob i'm from Cleveland we don't get even we get odd
Trap house hot steady knocking like a doe
Flood out that bandond partment building look like nobody at home
Im rocking water like i'm plumbing Dripping on the flo
An drippa check the score It's fourth and long
And we on go we bout to bring this shit home
If my woodie say it up then that shit is stuck
Ain't no 1 on 1's ain't no running up
Fuck sitting around broke bitch I run it up
I been having pockets looking like they swallowed up a truck
Dripping everywhere i need some one to clean this up
Ice sliding cross my chest jus like a hockey puck
Pour me up sum wok and smoke some za now i'm stuck
Please don't run up on me keep that blrrrd on tuck

Written by:
Antonio Mcneezer, Eric Estrict jr.

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