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Fallin' Freestyle Video (MV)




Performed By: Bobby Swank
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Bobby Alvarez, Bobby Ramirez




Bobby Swank - Fallin' Freestyle Lyrics




Throw some muddy in my cup
Pour it up stir it up yea I drink it up
Life fading away like a thin line
You did the crime time now be ready to do the time
I'ma be out here doin just fine
And if yo bitch call I'ma realign her spine
F*ck her good in my slides wit the Nike sign
I'ma get this money til the day that I die

I got big stacks yea I need them rubber bands
Sippin my drank bitches shakin hella ass
You a broke chick bitch u better back back
Diamonds dancing on my neck like mike jack
And I got big packs they don't understand
Got me cashin these checks buying hella land
Throwin hella racks and yo bitch is tryna dance
I just wanna chill think I need another glass

Neck on water I think shawty might drown
Before you know it this bitch goin down
She on my dick and she only usin mouth
F*ck it up f*ck it up knock that pussy outta town
You in my way then you getting knocked down
F*ck out my face begging with ya hands out
Half these bitches lookin at me like a f*ckin payday
Come and get a slice girl I ain't greedy
But where was yo ass when I was the one needin
Now I'm back on my feet bitch yea I'm leavin
Don't be surprised when I leave ya heart bleedin
You ain't gon make it thru this cuffing season
Comin up with my team yea we be schemin
Getting money yea all my boys know that feeling
When I'm sippin sprite shit I be leanin
In my foreign doin donuts and I'm speedin
Come n f*ck with me so I can send yo ass slidin
Flyin past these bitches faster then the speed of lightin
Couldnt start comin up any sooner perfect timing
And don't send me no contract cuz I ain't signin

Throw some muddy in my cup
Pour it up stir it up yea I drink it up
Life fading away like a thin line
You did the crime time now be ready to do the time
I'ma be out here doin just fine
And if yo bitch call I'ma realign her spine
F*ck her good in my slides wit the Nike sign
I'ma get this money til the day that I die

I got big stacks yea I need them rubber bands
Sippin my drank bitches shakin hella ass
You a broke chick bitch u better back back
Diamonds dancing on my neck like mike jack
And I got big packs they don't understand
Got me cashin these checks buying hella land
Throwin hella racks and yo bitch is tryna dance
I just wanna chill think I need another glass
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Throw some muddy in my cup
Pour it up stir it up yea I drink it up
Life fading away like a thin line
You did the crime time now be ready to do the time
I'ma be out here doin just fine
And if yo bitch call I'ma realign her spine
F*ck her good in my slides wit the Nike sign
I'ma get this money til the day that I die

I got big stacks yea I need them rubber bands
Sippin my drank bitches shakin hella ass
You a broke chick bitch u better back back
Diamonds dancing on my neck like mike jack
And I got big packs they don't understand
Got me cashin these checks buying hella land
Throwin hella racks and yo bitch is tryna dance
I just wanna chill think I need another glass

Neck on water I think shawty might drown
Before you know it this bitch goin down
She on my dick and she only usin mouth
F*ck it up f*ck it up knock that pussy outta town
You in my way then you getting knocked down
F*ck out my face begging with ya hands out
Half these bitches lookin at me like a f*ckin payday
Come and get a slice girl I ain't greedy
But where was yo ass when I was the one needin
Now I'm back on my feet bitch yea I'm leavin
Don't be surprised when I leave ya heart bleedin
You ain't gon make it thru this cuffing season
Comin up with my team yea we be schemin
Getting money yea all my boys know that feeling
When I'm sippin sprite shit I be leanin
In my foreign doin donuts and I'm speedin
Come n f*ck with me so I can send yo ass slidin
Flyin past these bitches faster then the speed of lightin
Couldnt start comin up any sooner perfect timing
And don't send me no contract cuz I ain't signin

Throw some muddy in my cup
Pour it up stir it up yea I drink it up
Life fading away like a thin line
You did the crime time now be ready to do the time
I'ma be out here doin just fine
And if yo bitch call I'ma realign her spine
F*ck her good in my slides wit the Nike sign
I'ma get this money til the day that I die

I got big stacks yea I need them rubber bands
Sippin my drank bitches shakin hella ass
You a broke chick bitch u better back back
Diamonds dancing on my neck like mike jack
And I got big packs they don't understand
Got me cashin these checks buying hella land
Throwin hella racks and yo bitch is tryna dance
I just wanna chill think I need another glass
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Writer: Bobby Alvarez, Bobby Ramirez
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