LYRICS:

[Intro: ppcocaine]
Uh huh, uh huh
Haaaaa

[Chorus: ppcocaine]
Turn it up, turn it up let me throw sum
Shaking ass in the club and we go dumb
Looking at me like ugh, but I'm so yum
Pussy pretty real pink, like bubblegum

Turn it up, turn it up let me throw sum
Shaking ass in the club and we go dumb
Looking at me like ugh, but I'm so yum
Pussy pretty real pink, like bubblegum

[Verse 1: ppcocaine]
Pussy real pink, and it's pretty it's fat
Mans seen a pic, daddy like double tap
Don't kiss and tell don't that make you a rat
I bet you wanna see what you can fit in my gap

I'm so pretty now you kissing my tats
Won't give him my number, but I might slide a snap
Light, cam, action make a movie a wrap
If you say that shit is trash, then you know he a cap

Do you like the way my body bounce up down
I can make a circle make my ass go round
If you wanna fuck, better go downtown
Better catch your breath cause it might make you drown

I got that wet ushy gushy, got a super loud
That's the type of pussy that will bring you a crowd
Come here and just show me what you really about
Get down on your knees and I might make you proud

[Chorus: ppcocaine]
Turn it up, turn it up let me throw sum
Shaking ass in the club and we go dumb
Looking at me like ugh, but I'm so yum
Pussy pretty real pink, like bubblegum

Turn it up, turn it up let me throw sum
Shaking ass in the club and we go dumb
Looking at me like ugh, but I'm so yum
Pussy pretty real pink, like bubblegum

[Verse 1: Lil Woadie]
Is you really ridin' let me know sum
Baby we could hit the mall, we could blow sum
Know your ex a lame, he was no fun
Who gon' do it like me, no one

Pretty girl and she got her own motion
She ain’t the 3, she ain’t the 2, shorty golden
When I’m with my baby, I be floating
If a bitch look my way she gon' blow shit

(Bow bow!)

Girl you too fine
Even had a picnic on the beach like two times
Ain't tryna lose you baby girl, know you too fine
If you ever cry, wipe you down like a shoe shine

Post you on the gram, got the 6 hating
If you ever try and leave me I’ll be sick baby
Out of town, me and shorty be trip taking
Trap bunnie and Lil Woadie, it’s hit baby

[Chorus: ppcocaine]
Turn it up, turn it up let me throw sum
Shaking ass in the club and we go dumb
Looking at me like ugh, but I'm so yum
Pussy pretty real pink, like bubblegum

Turn it up, turn it up let me throw sum
Shaking ass in the club and we go dumb
Looking at me like ugh, but I'm so yum
Pussy pretty real pink, like bubblegum

Lil Woadie x ppcocaine - Bubblegum
Lil Woadie x ppcocaine - Bubblegum
Lil Woadie x ppcocaine - Bubblegum
Lil Woadie x ppcocaine - Bubblegum
Lil Woadie x ppcocaine - Bubblegum
Lil Woadie x ppcocaine - Bubblegum
Lil Woadie x trapbunniebubbles- Bubblegum
Lil Woadie x trapbunniebubbles- Bubblegum
Lil Woadie x trapbunniebubbles- Bubblegum
Lil Woadie x trapbunniebubbles- Bubblegum
Lil Woadie x trapbunniebubbles- Bubblegum
Lil Woadie x trap bunny bubbles - Bubblegum
Lil Woadie x trap bunny bubbles - Bubblegum
Lil Woadie x trap bunny bubbles - Bubblegum
Lil Woadie x trap bunny bubbles - Bubblegum

Bubblegum

Lil Woadie x ppcocaine - Bubblegum [Official Audio]

just listen. you'll understand soon enough.

SKEEZER!

I been cuttin’ ties with everybody that I know
If you not gon’ pick the paddle up, you off the boat
Ain’t one flex they make authentic, yet they brag and boast
If I tell you ‘bout this shit, it’s ‘cause I fuckin’ know
If you never lost 50 racks, don’t talk to me
If you never lost 50 bands, don’t talk to me
Cross through the sunrise, you could say it dawned on me
If you can’t stand upon a lake, don’t walk to me
Everybody weak now, prayin’ for a miracle
Just know if you givin’ up the wheel, it ain’t steerable
Left the shit in God’s hands, now you doin’ miserable
Dawg, you gotta get it out the mud when you feel terrible
Dog in me barkin’, ain’t got rid of it
They wan’ take away the spark when you in the mix
Damn, I spent a couple K on a syllabus
This shit make me wanna go and traffic Ritalin

When you a Snapchat plug, you get paranoid
Everything you built could be smashed by an asteroid
Girlie, I’m not tryna meet your friends or your new boy
Everybody fake now, spin on you like The Voice

Birds of prey swoop and they really catch the big koi
Never want suspicion, so I’ll let you be the big koi
But three stacks in my pocket turn me to Big Boi
Bein’ frank, Benny never could’ve filled the void

Used to drink a lot of syrup ‘cause it felt good
Tryin’ not to put my brains on the hardwood

When you a Snapchat plug, you get paranoid
Everything you built could be smashed by an asteroid
Girlie, I’m not tryna meet your friends or your new boy
Everybody fake now, spin on you like The Voice

I know that you on your ass, watchin’ me gettin’ it
I know that you on your ass, you be watchin’ FreshAndFit
Y’all gon’ take advice from internet misogynists
Cut ya podcast in half, King Solomon
Matter of fact, let’s be done with all the commentary
Say another word, I’ll put you in obituaries
Touch my baby, I’mma dump you in the tributary
Nature took its course, you flowin’ to the estuary
Fish food never gets to go to cemeteries
I’mma tell you like I learned this shit in seminary
Sharpie cross on my knife, and I hail Mary
I’m the hottest motherfucker born in January
Age of Aquarius, I take your god and bury him
Judgment really never gonna reach us, so we devilish
I’m the real Pope, what the fuck’s up with the Catholics?
Picked the number seven out the bin, so I’m heaven sent
Back when was 14, I was not a hooligan
Did the math a couple times and then I found out who I is
21, I think I’m finally cool with who I’m coolin’ with
Ain’t a metaphor, on the court, we be shootin’ it
Even when the H went to a F, they still shootin’ it
Robyn Fenty in a bag, what is he gon’ do with this?
We ain’t got no empathy, he hit the nod? Hilarious
You can keep the white, I want the green pack, D’Squarius

Used to drink a lot of syrup ‘cause it felt good
Tryin’ not to put my brains on the hardwood

Had to get it on the west side, woadie
I been grindin’ on the west side, woadie
Had to get it on the west side, woadie
I been grindin’ on the west side, woadie

When you a Snapchat plug, you get paranoid
Everything you built could be smashed by an asteroid
Girlie, I’m not tryna meet your friends or your new boy
Everybody fake now, spin on you like The Voice

Had to get it on the west side, woadie
I been grindin’ on the west side, woadie
Had to get it on the west side, woadie
I been grindin’ on the west side, woadie

Snapchat Plug #paranoid

01-03-2014
not featured on Goth Luv despite the cover
https://soundcloud.com/blackkray/black-kray-nah-nah-prod-by

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