Finesse the Fox - VIXEN

It's ya boy Finesse the muthafuckin Fox
Baby and I'm out here in Mesa, Arizona
With my dawg Chop the Chef
(Finesse) Aye, Aye
Fresh up out the function
I think I just found my vixen
Lil shawty been packing pistols
She know how complete them missions
Me and my team winning
We been known for killin this shit
We been known for stacking digits
We geek out when folks get glitching
Aye, Run up in yo spot
We hop out wit them brand new pogos
Take anything with a logo
Grab jewelry, I'm grabbin Polos
Why do all yo locos start tripping
When they hear popo
Honestly I don't really know bro
But I do know it's time
To get low though
Pop out, hop in the whip
And there go my shorty
Yea she look fire
Pass me that forty
Then she get goin
Ya we dip, them police is searching
But they can't find us yea she slick
Lil shorty a ride or die dawg ya
And she hella thick off in them hips
And she gold just like Honey
She never play bout my money
If folks get froggy she jumping
Some like a band we get drummin
Think it's a game we gone flush em
Straight down the drain
Then we rush him
Bang, we gone knock em out
Her haters talkin bout me, but they never poppin out
They say a lot about me, that's some shit I know nada bout
Aye, but I'm not frontin on em cuz we just pass em out
I rock the fuck up outtem, and then we gassing out
Said hold up, now its back to the crib
Shawty roll up, now we back to the biz
Like hold up that's a bad lil bit
Shawty swole up in her ass and them tits
And that pretty lil face make a homie heart race
When I hit it from the back bet she cum first place
Really love that sound when she spraying like Mace
I'm a put in her mouth cuz I know she like the taste
Like ooh, shawty know just what to do
You wanna come fuck with the dude
It's true, me and my crew got
Pinks and blues, shawty gone come by 3s and 2s
All around town they be loving it
Talkin out loud I be stuffing it
Shawty brag how I be fuckin it
Breaking it down, I be goin Young buck in it
Damn switch up the plans again
I'm the Back dressed in all black getting these bands again
Ya I gotta few, something been loose, you call em savage friends
You fuck with my crew and I promise my dude
Ya It'll be a tragic end, like damn
Gotta bad Lil chick, ya we rollin round town
And we hunting for a lick, and she rubbing on my dick
Like a rollie on her wrist, make her bust down quick
Ya she already know, if I ain't in them guts
Then I'm getting this dough, leave her brains on the floor
Ya she won't let me leave, leave her begging for more

Written by:
Mario Ventura

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