Blest Capone - Feelin Like Surf

Aye
Big time drippa shit man
You know what the fuck going on
Like I said before
If you don't you better get the fuck in tune man
Jersey
Aye
Gotta pop me a perc
Cause shorty pussy on tsunami
Nigga I'm feeling like surf
I'm trying to make it out the hood
But they want to see me at work
I got niggas on the block still
On the third and the first
They be moving dem birds wait
Gotta pop me a perc
Cause shorty pussy on tsunami
Nigga I'm feeling like surf
I'm trying to make it out the hood
But they want to see me at work
I got niggas on the block still
On the third and the first
They be moving dem birds
You done bought her a purse
Is she really your worth
I just pop me a bottle
And roll up some weed
Then dig in her skirt
She a gift and a curse
She be dumping them percs
It's crazy how shorty be stripping then wake up and she go to church
Aww man god damn god damn
These bitches on me
Her friends pop xan's god damn them bitches horny
I want them bands fuck friends y'all niggas phony
Every time she call me baby boy I feel like Jody
She got a nigga so I stored her under low key
Slickest bitch in town
I swear she need a trophy
The way she suck my soul
I call that bitch a soul freak
That bitch the o g
That pussy so deep
Gotta pop me a perc
Cause shorty pussy on tsunami
Nigga I'm feeling like surf
I'm trying to make it out the hood
But they want to see me at work
I got niggas on the block still
On the third and the first
They be moving them birds wait
Got to pop me a perc
Cause shorty pussy on tsunami
Nigga I'm feeling like surf
I'm trying to make it out the hood
But they want to see me at work
I got niggas on the block still
On the third and the first
They be moving them birds
Aye aye

Written by:
Ishmael Jackson

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