Pancho Zuluu - LESS FRIENDLY

Frothy cal got the youngin on payroll
Get stretch if you flex catch a halo
Double cup when i'm
Running through the bank roll
Give her back shots
Till she screaming out pancho
Fuck niggas platen but i got a big draco
Stop playing man them hoes are for everybody
Youngin mad stop coffin up the hoe pussy
Get your money
Stop worrying about what the hoe doing
Fuck niggas tryna keep up
While i'm in the cls 550 layup
I can fuck your bitch lil nigga but she ain't us
Throw her off the backboard pass to a layup
I can do you dirty baby
Don't play with me
I can make your dream come true
What you gonna do
I got that shish for the low i flip it like a brick
Call that bitch gymnastic balance on the dick
Young nigga i'm a king i'm a goat am a dog
I'm a shark in the water feeling lucky then frog
Leap motherfucka and get stuck to the wall
Bitch i hit you with the orangutan
A little boy
Play with your mom
Don't play with the god
Yeah i'm fucking on the moon
While i'm kissing on the stars
Boy you better backtrack on pack
All your toys
Honestly about to fuck your bitch
No pause
Shit i'm really all in like nip
I take my hat off
Nigga i shoot your black up and
Then i takeoff
Yeah back of the lack
With a saw off
My 45 got two titties with a dick on
Shit i am a bastard baby
I am a motherfucka
That's what your mother call me
When we undercover
Two hundred on the neck
One fifty on the chest
Anybody killa fuck whos up
I'm next
I let it go nigga
I let them niggas have it
Zulu gang bang anybody
What's happening
Shit i'm one of a kind
Nothing you ever seen before
You better understand i'm a psycho
Zuluu
Break a bitch down using vodo
Have her pussy soft like foofoo
Have the bitch talking like shish
Naw stop playing just shush
Listen to me baby just shush
Your head print on my matic
When i pull it
Eyeball pop out and roll out of socket
Copper shot tear off his face
Can't stitch it
Dig off his chest with my prick or
My ratchet
You only chat evil
But pussy you don't live it
Stop pre gun because im give it
And you dashed it
You claim you get nookie
But far from gallas
A lot of girl want me just to stab it

Written by:
JERMAINE BOWEN

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