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Ferarri Charli - Pistol Play Lyrics




Niggas talking crazy imma play with that pistol yea
I think that nigga lost i don't know where i put him yea
Charli got that heat melt him like a Popsicle
And i'm ruthless off him and who ever came with him
Niggas talking crazy imma play with that pistol yea
I think that nigga lost i don't know where i put him yea
Charli got that heat melt him like a Popsicle
And i'm ruthless off him and who ever came with him
I know how to make a bitch mad don't i
I know how to make a bitch mad don't i
I know how to make it hot like a sauna
Shake that ass shake that ass like you got it from your mama

Charli make em shake when i pull up on the scene
Real bad bitch pretty face pussy clean
I dare that bitch to stare like she got a f*cking problem
I'll beat that bitch ass in my pink Balenciaga's
If you ain't got no money then what the f*ck you talking for
If you ain't down to kill then what the f*ck you around me for
I'm from the 305 where the bitches straight savage
And i'm thick as f*ck that's because i eat my rice and cabbage
And i give zero f*cks
I'm all bout my bucks
Bunch of pussies on my dick so i don't show no love
Got that semi automatic yea i let them things go
Gotta peal more skins then a potato
And i spazz on me bitch if she don't get my order right
Come through with the stick if i see me a opp in sight
Better have my money
If you don't then its a problem
Like death row nigga
Yea living ain't a option

Niggas talking crazy imma play with that pistol yea
I think that nigga lost i don't know where i put him yea
Charli got that heat melt him like a Popsicle
And i'm ruthless off him and who ever came with him
Niggas talking crazy imma play with that pistol yea
I think that nigga lost i don't know where i put him yea
Charli got that heat melt him like a Popsicle
And i'm ruthless off him and who ever came with him
I know how to make a bitch mad don't i
I know how to make a bitch mad don't i
I know how to make it hot like a sauna
Shake that ass shake that ass like you got it from your mama

Gotta glock with a beam
Stacking up the green
Nah i ain't gay but i can make your bitch scream
My nigga gotta license he gon let me hold the piece
Nah ion fight but imma let that choppa squeeze
Coming through walking through boss bitch status
And i wish a bitch wood like a f*cking kitchen cabinet
Put that money on my plate imma eat it like a salad
Gotta snap on every beat man i'm sorry it's a habit
Imma boss bitch
I know
Cant f*ck up my flow
If yon like it pussy nigga you can walk out the door
Imma boss bitch
I know
Cant f*ck up my flow
If yon like it pussy nigga you can walk out the door

Niggas talking crazy imma play with that pistol yea
I think that nigga lost i don't know where i put him yea
Charli got that heat melt him like a Popsicle
And i'm ruthless off him and who ever came with him
Niggas talking crazy imma play with that pistol yea
I think that nigga lost i don't know where i put him yea
Charli got that heat melt him like a Popsicle
And i'm ruthless off him and who ever came with him
I know how to make a bitch mad don't i
I know how to make a bitch mad don't i
I know how to make it hot like a sauna
Shake that ass shake that ass like you got it from your mama
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Niggas talking crazy imma play with that pistol yea
I think that nigga lost i don't know where i put him yea
Charli got that heat melt him like a Popsicle
And i'm ruthless off him and who ever came with him
Niggas talking crazy imma play with that pistol yea
I think that nigga lost i don't know where i put him yea
Charli got that heat melt him like a Popsicle
And i'm ruthless off him and who ever came with him
I know how to make a bitch mad don't i
I know how to make a bitch mad don't i
I know how to make it hot like a sauna
Shake that ass shake that ass like you got it from your mama

Charli make em shake when i pull up on the scene
Real bad bitch pretty face pussy clean
I dare that bitch to stare like she got a f*cking problem
I'll beat that bitch ass in my pink Balenciaga's
If you ain't got no money then what the f*ck you talking for
If you ain't down to kill then what the f*ck you around me for
I'm from the 305 where the bitches straight savage
And i'm thick as f*ck that's because i eat my rice and cabbage
And i give zero f*cks
I'm all bout my bucks
Bunch of pussies on my dick so i don't show no love
Got that semi automatic yea i let them things go
Gotta peal more skins then a potato
And i spazz on me bitch if she don't get my order right
Come through with the stick if i see me a opp in sight
Better have my money
If you don't then its a problem
Like death row nigga
Yea living ain't a option

Niggas talking crazy imma play with that pistol yea
I think that nigga lost i don't know where i put him yea
Charli got that heat melt him like a Popsicle
And i'm ruthless off him and who ever came with him
Niggas talking crazy imma play with that pistol yea
I think that nigga lost i don't know where i put him yea
Charli got that heat melt him like a Popsicle
And i'm ruthless off him and who ever came with him
I know how to make a bitch mad don't i
I know how to make a bitch mad don't i
I know how to make it hot like a sauna
Shake that ass shake that ass like you got it from your mama

Gotta glock with a beam
Stacking up the green
Nah i ain't gay but i can make your bitch scream
My nigga gotta license he gon let me hold the piece
Nah ion fight but imma let that choppa squeeze
Coming through walking through boss bitch status
And i wish a bitch wood like a f*cking kitchen cabinet
Put that money on my plate imma eat it like a salad
Gotta snap on every beat man i'm sorry it's a habit
Imma boss bitch
I know
Cant f*ck up my flow
If yon like it pussy nigga you can walk out the door
Imma boss bitch
I know
Cant f*ck up my flow
If yon like it pussy nigga you can walk out the door

Niggas talking crazy imma play with that pistol yea
I think that nigga lost i don't know where i put him yea
Charli got that heat melt him like a Popsicle
And i'm ruthless off him and who ever came with him
Niggas talking crazy imma play with that pistol yea
I think that nigga lost i don't know where i put him yea
Charli got that heat melt him like a Popsicle
And i'm ruthless off him and who ever came with him
I know how to make a bitch mad don't i
I know how to make a bitch mad don't i
I know how to make it hot like a sauna
Shake that ass shake that ass like you got it from your mama
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Writer: charlese dennis
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Ferarri Charli Pistol Play Video


Performed By: Ferarri Charli
Language: English
Length: 3:12
Written by: charlese dennis

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