Mr. Music Writer - Pockets Full

POCKETS FULL


Pockets full, Coming through
Act a foo, I thought yall knew yeah
Feelin’ turnt, Out of words
I’m the worse, I got that work yeah

I’m just stacking, Why you lacking?
I’m the baddest, Coming out the booth yeah
Serve a bowl, In the cold
DominosI’m at yo door yeah

Vámonos, Adióss
I’m The goat, I got that dope yeah
Got the call, Finna ball
Off the wall I got my vans on

Weigh it up, Bag it up
Send it out I got my bands up
Telling ya, I got it dawg
You just lost I’m like a rap god

I’ve been focused
I’ve been growin’
I’ve been rollin
I got my weight up

In kitchen
Yeah I’m whippin’
On my mission
I got my cake up
Wheel grippin’
Still tippin’
Stop bitchin’ and get yo pay up

New Edition
So Sufficient
I’ve been it
I’m on my way up

(Hook) 2x
Pockets full, Coming though
Act a foo, I thought yall knew yeah
Feelin’ turnt, Out of words
I’m the worse, I got that work yeaah

I’m just stacking, Why you lacking?
I’m the baddest Coming out the booth yeah
Serve a bowl, In the cold
Dominos, I’m at yo door yeah

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