CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : Petty Too
(IRoccOnTheBeat)
(Who made this sh*t, Pharaoh?)
He got caught with a b*t*h I hit like twice, but I denied
I put my lil' b*t*h on him, he thinking with his d**k, so he gon' slide
You can't call me petty, me, I share my b*t*hes with the guys
I got b*t*hes who I f**k and they got names, but I can't brag
I'm a heavy hitter, you wanna fly out your friend, you better be ready with her
B*t*hes cool, they never put me on blast 'cause I'm not petty with 'em
I did a show five hundred thou', ask Bands, I got my Patek bigger
Dr. Miami got her a** on fleek, she got her panties bigger
I just got a plug, he keep me flooded when that price low
I like trenches hoes who sell they lean card for they micros
I be in the Trump stuffing my Runtz up with my white hoes
Police pop out daytime, but we pop outside at night though
Petty a**
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you ready, then I'm ready too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, then I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it, yeah, Pluto, woo)
B*t*h, you ready, then I'm ready too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
Cutting off my partner for thinkin' trappin' wasn't no hobby
Drop you off the label, you ain't ready to catch a body
Plugged up like cable, you gon' think I'm Black Mafia
Subtweetin', soon as we catch up, don dada
Whack that n***a, have his family writing me a novel
Went to Louis Vuitton just to show off my Balenciagas
Get mop from a prost**ute, I feel her teeth, she ain't gettin' a dollar
My young ho twenty-two, she don't keep it P, I'ma f**k her mama
She ain't just for the street, these hoes for the Earth
I knew she was a freak, she grew up in a church
These hoes poppin' Plan B's like they Percs
Said I was a deadbeat, went and bought my daughter a Birkin
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you ready, then I'm ready too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, then I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you ready, then I'm ready too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
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(Who made this sh*t, Pharaoh?)
He got caught with a b*t*h I hit like twice, but I denied
I put my lil' b*t*h on him, he thinking with his d**k, so he gon' slide
You can't call me petty, me, I share my b*t*hes with the guys
I got b*t*hes who I f**k and they got names, but I can't brag
I'm a heavy hitter, you wanna fly out your friend, you better be ready with her
B*t*hes cool, they never put me on blast 'cause I'm not petty with 'em
I did a show five hundred thou', ask Bands, I got my Patek bigger
Dr. Miami got her a** on fleek, she got her panties bigger
I just got a plug, he keep me flooded when that price low
I like trenches hoes who sell they lean card for they micros
I be in the Trump stuffing my Runtz up with my white hoes
Police pop out daytime, but we pop outside at night though
Petty a**
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you ready, then I'm ready too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, then I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it, yeah, Pluto, woo)
B*t*h, you ready, then I'm ready too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
Cutting off my partner for thinkin' trappin' wasn't no hobby
Drop you off the label, you ain't ready to catch a body
Plugged up like cable, you gon' think I'm Black Mafia
Subtweetin', soon as we catch up, don dada
Whack that n***a, have his family writing me a novel
Went to Louis Vuitton just to show off my Balenciagas
Get mop from a prost**ute, I feel her teeth, she ain't gettin' a dollar
My young ho twenty-two, she don't keep it P, I'ma f**k her mama
She ain't just for the street, these hoes for the Earth
I knew she was a freak, she grew up in a church
These hoes poppin' Plan B's like they Percs
Said I was a deadbeat, went and bought my daughter a Birkin
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, b*t*h, I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you ready, then I'm ready too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you petty, then I'm petty too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
B*t*h, you ready, then I'm ready too, uh, uh (B*t*h, let's get it)
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