Letra de Met God - Lil Candy Paint

I hit it one time and she on me, she calling

Mashing that bitch 'til I [?] my songs

She goin' [?] she say I'm the rawest

I got a blick, I ain't doing no brawling

Need some compressions the way that we balling

Call it a stone by the way that it's [?]

Call it [?]

(Pluto got it knockin')

Call up the - for the low, now I'm on it

Pull out some racks, now the lil' bitch boning

Stopped with the percs then I got back on em'

I ain't even here, lil' bitch, I'm alone

Heard a couple voices, I was sitting there alone

Styrofoam cup got the boy getting stoned

Heard a lil' beep, beep, beep, beep, beep

It's a money counter, I ain't seen no phone

(Pluto got it knockin')

She was naked soon as I came home

Flew the bitch first class, straight from Rome

Told the bitch give me that neck I don't want that cat, I prefer to leave that alone

Jumped in that X6 made the bitch go "woooh"

Do you love Candy? and the bitch said "duh"

I was in the club and they were screaming out Durk

Start balling out, they was screaming out Dirk

Africa we from, got it straight out the dirt

I'll make a lil' check then spend it in spurts

I popped a lil' perc then spin on the earth

I pop a lil' broad then spin on the turf

I ain't do this shit man, the check did

Niggas say I changed, he ain't checkin'

Met God and he gave me a blessing

He told me keep checking your checking

He gave me the will to keep spending this shit

How you mad at me, guy, cause' I gotta' got in your bitch

If I meet Ice Cube he gon' jump in my wrist

Hem on the back so I'm making it twist

I ain't even Chloe but I'm hanging with Tris'

Ain't in the water but I'm making it fish

He like Shaq in the stu' how you making a miss

I'm Tyson in here, I'm making a hit

I'm playing the Sims how I'm making a bitch

I'm playing the game how it's making me rich

Uploaded those and uploaded poles and uploaded whips and uploaded hoes

Payment we got, can't get off the phone

I'm playing the game and making a song

She said that I play, she playing along

These diamonds encrusted they came in [?]

I took out some racks and I'm spreading them long

You hit the bank and then came to my home

Jumped on the gram and she jumped on my phone

Like a mechanic, I'm toting that chrome

I'm a real addict, I love when it foam

I'm a real addict, three percs to the dome

Jump in the Lamb' and it's scraping the floor

Caught me and P and I'm breaking it - phew

Caught me a P and I'm breaking it whole

Come get your bitch cause' she scraping the floor

Making it rain and she scrape it some more

Fuck on the gang and she making some more

(Pluto got it knockin')

Playing the Sims how I'm making bitch

Playing the game how it's making me rich

Playing the Sims how I'm making bitch

Playing the game how it's making me rich

(Pluto got it knockin')

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