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Swoop Gianni - Pinky's Record Lyrics



Swoop Gianni - Pinky's Record Lyrics




Huh, bitch, it's Swoopiebaby huh
Bitch long live pinto man

They count me out but I get paper still my neck drop Navy Seal
This cuban link make them sneaky links get hot like nellyville
Don't hype me up my shit don't even stink oh shit they hyped me up my swipers
They Mike Tyson punch hurry up and go buy 'em up
Whoa, feeling myself I'm cocky what's in my pocky, TMT I'm not boxing
These niggas high off oxy f*ck and leave her then I tell her I love her I'm toxic
Niggas hating they be better off window shopping imitating the drip
Cs they watching Hollywood shit I got on my options RIP Pop come try me
I pour gnac on the ground of the yac for them niggas I lost
I can't tell you a bitch that I bought backdoor ain't no nigga I crossed
Four pockets full I can rock it like Daddy Mac niggas shock
When I ask where the static at
My bitch built like a Brat but got hair
Like a Cabbage Patch be surprised when she ask where the cabbage at
I got something that niggas aint heard of red wine be the sign of a murder
If it's beef imma slide onna nigga I catch em in traffic I'm cheesing the burger
Get to walking this bitch like I'm walking a pit
Is you picking up shit that I'm putting down
I told baby relax I ain't banging on wax
Don't you worry bout niggas who see me round
Backdoor watch them niggas I be around my bitch put me on game I see it
This life is a movie I'm starring in it I put stoney's and shit onna Pinkett
The Cuban two tone the booty of Pinky spend again and again
Like Pinky broke niggas be as broke as my pinky
Set the record straight I'm on it like Pinky

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, aw shit, hold up, hold up
They den turned me up, hold up, hold up, aw shit, hold up, hold up
They den turned me up, hold up, hold up, hold up, aw shit
Hold up, hold up, they den turned me up, hold up

I built my empire like Dolph can't fall for the pussy
Can't fall for the cookie I hope they keep spinning for Dolph
Imma keep winning of course
Imma keep dripping Lacoste crocodile skin on my drawls, she alligator her jaws
No elevator to Mars I'm built to go shoot for the stars I feel like Bashar, forreal
4PF denim, I need VVS all in my dental I PSD garment the pickle as real
Cs it get this how far it'll get you
Back in school it was lead pencils now it's copper bullets in these damn pistols
Every nigga with me masked up and they working for me
So you know they essential woo
Everyday payday I gotta go get it ain't no tricking can't spend it on bitches
Like Day Day them tens I'm spinning ain't no bitch gonna get me the getting
My steppas gon step even with no commission for the record
I'm on it like Guinness my niggas on block go to school for the rock
Just to earn 'em tuition I'm a loctitian
I got it on lock from the root might stomp out a star in my moon boots
It get wilder than West and saloon boos let it sing in this bitch like Maroon tunes
Get to spraying this bitch like I'm macing a bitch I got paper and shit
Like I'm staying legit hold up hold up ain't no waiting and shit
You can ask my momma how I shit on a bitch, hold up
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Huh, bitch, it's Swoopiebaby huh
Bitch long live pinto man

They count me out but I get paper still my neck drop Navy Seal
This cuban link make them sneaky links get hot like nellyville
Don't hype me up my shit don't even stink oh shit they hyped me up my swipers
They Mike Tyson punch hurry up and go buy 'em up
Whoa, feeling myself I'm cocky what's in my pocky, TMT I'm not boxing
These niggas high off oxy f*ck and leave her then I tell her I love her I'm toxic
Niggas hating they be better off window shopping imitating the drip
Cs they watching Hollywood shit I got on my options RIP Pop come try me
I pour gnac on the ground of the yac for them niggas I lost
I can't tell you a bitch that I bought backdoor ain't no nigga I crossed
Four pockets full I can rock it like Daddy Mac niggas shock
When I ask where the static at
My bitch built like a Brat but got hair
Like a Cabbage Patch be surprised when she ask where the cabbage at
I got something that niggas aint heard of red wine be the sign of a murder
If it's beef imma slide onna nigga I catch em in traffic I'm cheesing the burger
Get to walking this bitch like I'm walking a pit
Is you picking up shit that I'm putting down
I told baby relax I ain't banging on wax
Don't you worry bout niggas who see me round
Backdoor watch them niggas I be around my bitch put me on game I see it
This life is a movie I'm starring in it I put stoney's and shit onna Pinkett
The Cuban two tone the booty of Pinky spend again and again
Like Pinky broke niggas be as broke as my pinky
Set the record straight I'm on it like Pinky

Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, aw shit, hold up, hold up
They den turned me up, hold up, hold up, aw shit, hold up, hold up
They den turned me up, hold up, hold up, hold up, aw shit
Hold up, hold up, they den turned me up, hold up

I built my empire like Dolph can't fall for the pussy
Can't fall for the cookie I hope they keep spinning for Dolph
Imma keep winning of course
Imma keep dripping Lacoste crocodile skin on my drawls, she alligator her jaws
No elevator to Mars I'm built to go shoot for the stars I feel like Bashar, forreal
4PF denim, I need VVS all in my dental I PSD garment the pickle as real
Cs it get this how far it'll get you
Back in school it was lead pencils now it's copper bullets in these damn pistols
Every nigga with me masked up and they working for me
So you know they essential woo
Everyday payday I gotta go get it ain't no tricking can't spend it on bitches
Like Day Day them tens I'm spinning ain't no bitch gonna get me the getting
My steppas gon step even with no commission for the record
I'm on it like Guinness my niggas on block go to school for the rock
Just to earn 'em tuition I'm a loctitian
I got it on lock from the root might stomp out a star in my moon boots
It get wilder than West and saloon boos let it sing in this bitch like Maroon tunes
Get to spraying this bitch like I'm macing a bitch I got paper and shit
Like I'm staying legit hold up hold up ain't no waiting and shit
You can ask my momma how I shit on a bitch, hold up
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Writer: KENNETH JACKSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave

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Performed By: Swoop Gianni
Language: English
Written by: KENNETH JACKSON

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